Your wandering eyes

caressing a nice pair of thighs

leaves scars inside me

I can no longer hide.

That wandering gaze

when we’re together latches

on to the biggest asset

of an any beautiful woman in your view.

But here I am next to you

wishing your eyes are only

on me and for me

so I can feel like

I’m only for you.

So when I stare at the mirror,

inside I shiver from the thought

that I am not what you want.

So my insecurities come through

and poison me within

although I know I’m beautiful.


Image: Pj Zafra