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Watching others find love
reminds me of how
alone I am and have been
for nearly my whole life.

Two Valentines in 28 years
results in a lonely heart.

And come summer it always
faded with the sun
as fall fell upon me.

I haven't even been
asked out in years,
no one to even refuse.

I feel so unattractive
the further I am
from my ideal self.

Every pound gained,
every wrinkle earned,
makes me less desirable.

When once I garnered attention,
no man looks my way anymore.

I blend into the walls,
my smile is not noticed
like it used to be.

It is enough to hide out
behind the shadow of
homebodiness to evade
rejection by dismissal.