When I was a child,
my sister was a teen.
Night after night, guy after guy,
she'd go out on the town. Pink lips, curled hair, done nails.
They all loved her.
I thought I would be like that too.
I was always told,
"Boys will be after those big blue eyes." But I have yet to charm a date.
I am 17.
Why haven't I had a first date?
Instead, I have to beg people,
"Please love me."
Going up to every valentine,
"Will you be the one to love me?"
Big blue eyes, you've failed me.