The Life of an Audacious Teenager

Handsome

I wish that I could write in full detail how fucking beautiful you are.

But I’m a bad writer and all I can come up with

Is your smile at 11:00 when you kiss me goodnight

And your eyes

And your freckles

And I want people to see how handsome you are

And how lucky I am

And how often I stay up thinking about you

And the future

And how I often I dream about you

I dream about you so fucking much

I just wish I could tell you how much I love you

Like in those poems you always read

But I can’t

And you’re so handsome