you're a monster.
but I love you anyway.
you've been rejected.
shamed.
and heartbroken.
yet no one sees your pain.
no one sees the curvy tall porcelain golden tanned girl whose just dying for love.
but I do.
who's dying for a kiss.
a hug.
or even a touch to make your world seem less damaged more concrete and lesser than a dream.
your mom even ignores you.
yet I find you totally relatable.
I don't care that everyone thinks you're a monster.
yet we all do terrible horrendous things.
yet I choose to love a monster.
to see the ugly and want to worship you.
cuz as different as you are my heart just melt.
to want to love the class bully.
cuz to people she's simply not enough.
but you're plenty.
I don't care about your thick thighs.
your big gut or the fact that you're simply a giant. your long brunette hair those dark like midnight brown eyes that Sunkist tanned porcelain skin as God never sent you a man.
I don't care that you have a smart mouth that I happen to want to kiss.
yet it's the inevitability of a muse.
to love someone before it's too late.
before you just start to notice them.
before loving them makes you completely and utterly invisible.
yet I know what that's like for I'm a monster too.
yet I love you.
I wish I could say Love never dies.
but my heart split.
when I saw the collision.
fore my love dies.
knowing a life too short is a life given.
yet you were the muse.
a love was never given.
©darkmocha
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