I want to be the quiet girl
who every boy falls in love with.
I want my sideways smile
to steal the hearts
of anyone who steals a glance
at it from the side.
I want to be fragile,
so that people want to
take care of me
as soon as they see me
with my knees curled up
on a chair that is too big.
I want to be the stuff of novels,
and of films,
and of love songs
whose melodies are
picked out on a guitar.
I want the idea of me
to be so delicate
and so alluring
that I’ll never have to worry
about being hurt.
I want to be a beautiful
heart breaker -
the one that they tell their
brothers, mothers, and sons about.
I want to be
what they describe as
the best thing that ever happened
to them.
I want to be
I want to be
I want to be all the things I’m not.