Average.
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I always dreamt of falling in love but then I remembered how average I looked.
It isn't that I am not pretty, I am .
But still an average.
Average grade
Average looks
Everything about me screams AVERAGE.
I wish I had hazel eyes that everyone fell in love with.
I wish I wasn't as skinny as I am .
I wish I had curves.
I wish I wasn't average
Nobody will ever fall in love with me , that's a fact .
No matter how much someone tells me that I am pretty, I know that I am not .
I wish I could say that I don't care but I do care .
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I wish I told you how much you meant to me .
I wish I wasn't who I am .
I wish I could love you.
I wish to be able to hold you forever Shreya.
I wish I was good enough to love .
You deserve someone who can protect you .
I can't give you any of that .
But I don't regret loving you .
I wish we meet again with the best version's of ourselves .
I love you .
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