Not Moving Very Quickly Poem by mioaw baby

It’s no use, who am I kidding
I’m still in love with you
To say otherwise is fibbing

Every girl I meet,
I compare them to you
They don’t stand a chance
They barely score a 2

You’re going on holiday
Lost for 2 weeks,
A piece of me has died
A piece that never sleeps

How can we be so perfect
When we are together
How can it be
That you can’t be mine forever

If you were fat and hairy
I would still love you.
If you were fat and hairy
I would be too.