I want him.

My heart longs for him.

But I know he wants her,

He desires her.

I watch as he watches her.

I admire him as he admires her.

I am nothing like her.

He will never look at me that way.

Her skin is flawless,

Her hands are delicate,

Her skin is smooth.

I have eye bags,

My fingers are fat,

My skin is rough.

But I want him.

My head tells me,

"It’s not worth it,

Don’t put yourself through this."

But my heart tells me,

"Try."