He'll Never Be Mine

That man breaks hearts
with a smile on his face
That man causes pain
and compliments it with a laugh.
His perfectness ruins us
His adorableness mocks us
and he doesn't even know the damage he causes.
All the damage.
All of it.

He lives life knowing his fans love him
what he doesn't know would hurt him
what he doesn't know would break him.
That even though he saves us
he also tortures us
with that smile, his eyes,
his creative goodbyes
And that being that mocks us saying,
"He'll never be mine."

Who Am I

I barely know him so it's not right
to hate her, to loathe her
to get in a fight.
But my heart dies slowly whenever she's there
whenever she tweets him
whenever she shares.
It's not fair,
I shouldn't care,
This shouldn't tear me apart.
Because I barely know him
even thought I love him
and think he's better with someone else
who am i to judge
saying who he should be with
playing match maker
with the heart breaker
who tore me up yet put me together
and made it all better
with a simple smile