i know i’ve talked
about love so much
before, but it’s just
something i keep on
coming back to, i’ve
just thought so much
about how i’ll never
have it and how i’m
so unlovable at this
point, mom and dad
always tell me they
hope i find someone
special, but i’m bound
to stay alone forever.
because love sucks.
i know it seems angsty,
but i mean it, and if love
didn’t suck, i wouldn’t be
going through the motions
because everyone i’ve ever
liked, i never had a chance
to be with. and if love didn’t
suck, i wouldn’t be sitting up
at 4 in the morning thinking
about how this same person
i’ve been stuck on for the last
year is probably off falling for
someone who’s everything i’ll
never be, and less annoying.
and if love didn’t suck,
i wouldn’t need to write
another poem about it.
and if love didn’t suck,
i wouldn’t be thinking
about how much she
probably hates to hear
even a word from me,
i wouldn’t need to try
and act like i’m fine,
i’d just feel it, but i’m
struggling to get rid of
this, and it hurts to see
how much better off she
is without me and how i
ruin everything between
the two of us, i’m sorry,
i wish she cared to read
this, but i bet she doesn’t.
why am i not good enough for her?
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