Love

I don't really know
Why I'm writing this.
I guess it's because
I want to believe
That if I write it all down,
Then the pain will go away.

I love him.
And I know he loves me.
But he's so perfect,
Sometimes I wonder if
He ever wishes he had
Someone better.
I'm not that pretty.
I'm not that talented.
I'm not that great.
And I know he's liked
Better girls before.
I know he deserves them and
Not me.
They're perfect.
I'm not.
I know he doesn't like them.
I know he loves me.
I know he cherishes me
More than his own life.
But for whatever reason
I just can't accept the fact
That he no longer likes those
Pretty
Athletic
Perfect girls.
And it kills me inside.

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Nothing is worse than having someone like/love you (or vice versa) and not feeling worthy of them. I'm experiencing the exact same thing atm (although I'm the one doing the liking and feeling 'unworthy'). Thanks for this wonderful poem :)