Between The Looking Glass

If I can tell you the truth

sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder how anybody could love me.

When I look at you I think.

"How can he look at me the same way I look at him?"

But see.

THAT'S when I start over thinking about how im a potato that nobody could ever love because im a worthless pieceof s**t and he'll eventually become bored and drop me like the previous owner of my heart.

Its okay Ill be over here puking my heart out

But

this one feels different.

yes yes yes I know

Its just a boy

but this one.. it feels different.

He doesn't put me down like the other one did

hes nice

and makes me feel happy things

he empowers me

but yet im still so insecure.

He doesn't know half of the s**t that's gone on with me and when he finally realizes how fucked up i am

hell be gone

they all leave

and then Im left looking 

at all the screen caps and photos of us.

and crying because of course.

I wasn't good enough.

No one could ever love me. 

Im pretty with make up and the right lighting 

but how

could someone like him...

so kind and gentle

like someone like me.