You're so Perfect

How are you so perfect?
What makes you so fair?
You say it's your hair,
But you're so very far off.
It's your smile,
Your loving gestures.
Your to die for attitude,
Your ability to make others happy.
Your happiness is a disease,
Caught so easily.
It's airborne,
Unavoidable.
Yet here I am,
A fake smile on my face.
Being happy for you.
You say your crush talked to you,
And you're so happy today.
I smile and say how awesome that is.
You go on and on,
As my head screams with jealousy.
But I don't tell you that.
If you're happy with someone else,
I'll let you be,
And just be your friend.
Even if it hurts.
Just know that,
Your hair may be perfect,
But that's not all.
It's you and all that you are.