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He had one of those annoyingly perfect mouths
That was part pout, part smirk.
I began to see it while I slept.
I dreamt about what it would feel like to bite those pretty lips.
I wanted to kiss away that condescending grin.
I yearned to ruffle his perfectly styled hair
And wrinkle his pressed clothes.
Because how dare he?
How dare he look so perfect,
So untouchable
When I was stuck here just being
Me.
That was part pout, part smirk.
I began to see it while I slept.
I dreamt about what it would feel like to bite those pretty lips.
I wanted to kiss away that condescending grin.
I yearned to ruffle his perfectly styled hair
And wrinkle his pressed clothes.
Because how dare he?
How dare he look so perfect,
So untouchable
When I was stuck here just being
Me.
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I know the feeling.