god, how pathetic
falling for yet another pretty face

is this the fourth, the fifth
…all just today,
your eyes are cursed like a man haunted
you know fully well
that your attraction is surface level

their heart, their soul
you make a million assumptions
based on how your heart flutters

a boy like you
so vain and broken by lust
how could you ever hope to find
the one who completes you best

a million girls
a million pretty faces
a fleeting glimpse
a heart ablaze
will forever pale in front of
your bleeding shame