Imperfections won't leave

Deep down inside i always knew that I wasn't as bad, ugly, not deserving and so damn imperfect as everyone snorted but each time a finger was pointed and those degrading smirks were thrown my way, that one step I built towards building my self esteem yesterday in front of a mirror always crumbled at my feet.

I was always sad because everyone thought that I had no right to have a crush, like hell yeah, as though any one could ever love an ugly duck like me.
May be all they say is true and that loneliness was a cup of manna for me and to some extent, I believed it.

What always killed me more is the fact that the one man I thought I could love never even in a million different ways noticed my sorry existence. Always leaving me to the conclusion that good wasn't meant for a nobody like me. ouch! that thought always stung my heart but it was irrefutable and I always accepted it.

But that one fateful day, something happened and it changed everything. could love ever find me?