ode to a star

you’re a beauty, like a crimson rose in this constant field of weeds and gravel, a glimmering star in this endless night. yet, you are most likely unaware of my existence, let alone my feelings.

the way you carry yourself, your beautiful laugh, your earthen-brown eyes, everything about you - i feel like a sinner, like eve eating the forbidden fruit.

i cannot ignore it any longer, this feeling that gnaws at my heart, the constant butterflies in my stomach whenever you are around. i am in love with you, but you’d never love someone like me. the love i feel is something considered unnatural, wrong, sinful. you’d hate me, if you knew.

and someone as beautiful, as kind, as perfect as you deserves a better person. i am full of flaws, imperfections. so all i can do is admire from afar, wondering what we could be.

maybe, if i was different, you’d love me.