i try to woo you with my
slightly poetic words.
speed up your wayward heartbeat,
bring a red flush to your kissable cheeks.
normally, my attempts are futile.
you reply with an indifferent "okay", and i am silent.
i am lost as to how i can make you fall in love with me.
i am not a cute girl who wears sweaters and drinks cocoa and reads.
i am a confused girl who changes daily, feels lost, loves self harm, and reads.
i wish i only knew
what kind of girl you desire.
i would be that girl in a heartbeat.