She is pretty, I get it

She is pretty, I get it

So you talk to me

And we are friends

But one thing you remind me

Is that there is no way,

You can love me like that

I might be

Clever

Creative

Mature

Humble

And she is all of these too

But she is also pretty

Thin waist

Thick thighs

That gaze

Makeup on the eyes

You feel comfortable with her

Within a week

For me the same took

Months

Just because her body looks

Oh so great

She is the gorgeous blonde

And I'm the artsy red

It's okay

Just don't remind me of it

All the time

Dear friend

I still don't get what she does

That I do not

I am used to it

Still hurts though

Because her body is great

While I should go to the gym

Did I ask for advice?

No

For once can't I just

Learn to love me as I am

I was soo close this time...