11:52 P.M.

either

It was a dream, or i was sleeping beside him.
Everything was pure reality.
One time he told me what he liked about me
Is i am pure and innocent,
That i make him a better person.
He said that he was not
Like he is now before he met
Me. He said he wishes
I would love myself one day.
Sometimes i feel like he is disappointed in me
Because i hate myself so much.
That is one of his rare thorns. Being able
To get into my head in such
Simple ways.