Her skin so shiny

like the sun reflecting off the waters

it looked so soft

like silky sheets hanging off.

how come I don’t glisten?

Never mind,

I didn’t mean it…

it’s just sometimes—

I feel so defeated.

Looking at her

then at me

If you had to choose one

it wouldn’t be me.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: