When he told me I was beautiful, I didn't think I was ugly anymore, no matter what anyone else thought.
When he told me I was talented, I didn't think I was stupid anymore, no matter what anyone else thought.
When he told me he thinks the world of me, didn't think I was worthless anymore, no matter what anyone else thought.
Because I only care what he thinks.

YOU ARE READING
2AM Thoughts
ŞiirAll pieces of poetry are based off true stories; Give credit; Hope you relate and I think most will; I <3 you guys; Thanks Keys; Love your Keeper Of The Keys