I'm weird
I'm not girly
I'm awkward
Yet he loves meI can't seem to stay awake
I fall asleep when we talk
I can't seem to show him enough
Yet he loves meI have scars
I have tears
I have broken pieces
Yet he loves meI am a liar
I am a coward
I am an annoyance
Yet he loves meI can't say those words
Not enough to show how much I love him
I can't speak about how beautiful he is
Yet he loves me.And its strange
Because I'm everything negative
And he's everything positive
Yet he loves me.And I love him.
I love you.
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What Life is Like
PoetryLife has many wonders, choices, and consiquences. Here are different stories of those things with different people.