"What? You just told me that you liked me against your better judgement! What do you expect me to do?"
"I expected some more appreciation and politeness because I just told you that I love you!"
"No, you just told me that you'd never choose me if there was anybody better than me." She looked down, her brows raised in anger, but now her anger turned to despair as she hopefully lifted her eyes again. "You just told me that I'm not good enough, I'll never be, and it's kinda okay I guess, but I don't need anybody to tell me this. Because I already know."
He examined her as if he wanted to contradict, his eyes filled with the same sorrow as her whole body was apparently drowning in. But he couldn't find any words to make her feel better. - excerpt from a story I'll never write