I could love you if you were smarter.
I could love you if you were prettier.
I could love you if you were hotter
or our arguments less heated
or if it you could control the fucking humidity.

I could love you if you were thinner.I could love you if your wisdom was deeper.
I could love you if you were richer,
less rotten, more romantic.
I could love you if you had rhythm.

I could love you if you were better.
I could love you if you were sweeter.
I could love you if you were the least bit lovable
or
had showed at least a little evidence that you might be. I could love if you were loving
if you had loved me.
I could love you
if I did
but I don’t.