I said “No.
Not ever again. I won’t like him!
We’re just great friends.”
That worked for a bit,
until you gave me what I've wanted
since our first kiss.
You told me,
“I’d be the perfect girlfriend.”
So where is that now?
Jesus!
I’m not asking for kids!
I just want you.
You’re so much more than you think you are.
I wish you could see just how beautiful you are to me.
I treasure your dark eyes,
and the way you twirl your ***** hair when you are focused.
I love the way you laugh way too loud for a joke that isn't that funny.
I want to wake up to you every morning
and fall asleep with you every night.
Butterflies don't even describe what happens inside
when I see you.
Each time I see you with her,
my organs and arteries
contort and shift
and the gaping void inside me widens.
Each time you don't wave back,
the despair in my bones
aches and cries and moans.
When it's not me that you run to in your time of need,
I slice my heart open and watch myself bleed
until-

I can say, "You'll love me one day." for all eternity,
but until you realize that I am the one for you,
the way that I have,
they are only words.
Meaningless,
disgusting,
irrelevant.
Just like me.