She's self conscious she's knows I know it. The way she covers a pillow with her stomach every time she sits. Or the way she never looks in mirrors. Cringes at pictures. But she's so beautiful so fucking beautiful. I can tell she thinks I am ashamed of how she looks but how could I. Her thick brown wavy hair. The cutest button nose. Her curves her toned legs. And god her beautiful eyes god they make me melt. She thinks she's fat, grew up Anorxic parents sent her to some crazy phyc ward it fucked her up you can still see the scars of it sometimes, in a certain way her eyes glaze over when someone brings up something that reminds her of those nine months. She's strong but she has cracks. Cracks that she can not even let me see. She's so full of light but there's a darkness buried deep within.
