#feelingunlovable

Je ne said quoi, the sun

Sitting snugly inside them

And so many

Tokens of affection around them

Photos, cups, posters, books, notes

All full of love. Their friends

Know when they are nervous

Because they pick their cuticles

Or that their favorite color is blue or

Any number of other notes and clues on

Personality remembered by

Tens of people, maybe twenty,

Thirty

As a group.

If someone like that cares for you

In some way, makes

A little room for you inside 

Their head

Will it extend?

Would you become

A shining star of a human being?

Probably not.

Though I can spend some time

Imagining how that would be.

It feels so shameful, ugly 

Grayly uncomfortable

to be me

right now

the comparison