Why does she love someone like me?
I don't have clear skin and I am not beautiful I am more of like a sin and I was never really graceful, there was a time in my life when I thought I was beautiful but being told over and over again otherwise your thoughts begin seem kind of wasteful.
I am not popular I am not a nerd I feel like I want to be but can never seem to find an nerve.
Some might say I am a pessimist but honestly I think of myself as a simple realist.
Perfection is something that can never be achieved not by the human race and certainly not by me she is perfectly imperfect and I seem to be that one real love that I thought I could never be.
Why does she love me?