Never Ending Flaw

All my life, I was the person who faded into the background. The person you never looked twice at. The girl who you never cared to look at. At first, I was fine with it. I wore those flaws, as if I was proud of them. Until one day, I realised, that I couldn't do it anymore. That I couldn't do something so impossible here. Little quips and insults have festered over the years, and accumulated, until I just, snapped. The pain of never being accepted, and never being realised hurts so much that I couldn't bear to stay.

My siblings would always tease me that I was a lonely, friendless, girl, and I would just laugh as if it never fazed me. But it did. And it burned. I knew that I was never meant to be a socialite, but I wanted to feel like somebody who mattered.

So I left home, with the hope that I would find myself in the process.

Only, when I expected to heal alone, a miracle in the form of a man appeared and changed my life forever.