but there are so many
but there are so many
other girls
who'd look better on your arm

i'd love to be your lover
but i'm just not
any good
at casual sex
i'd love to be your best friend
but you can't
understand
anything i say
and hug and hold
aren't in your
vocabulary

i'd love to be your beautiful angel
but i'm covered with scars
that run
deeper
than you'll ever
know

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Mayan, in the year 329 AF.