I'd be your Margaret if you let me.
the sound of your voice has me wanting
you so much closer,
but you hold her
in a way you'd never hold me.
but I'm hoping.

sweaty hands and forced laughter
isn't exactly what I'm after,
but if you're in, I'm in.
despite my thin skin
I am willing to be open.
would you listen?

I put this dress on because I knew you'd be here,
I spent two hours  in the mirror
but it takes you
less than two seconds
to look past me.