How am I supposed to love myself when you touched every inch of my skin and still told me I was beautiful?How am I supposed to love myself when I realized that you weren't repelled by me, and you saw all of me?
How am I supposed to love myself when all I can think is you finally saw and touched too much and now you see me as repulsive as I see myself?
How am I supposed to love myself when I love you, and you've removed every part of you from my life?
How am I supposed to love myself when I was just now learning how to again, when you left and stopped teaching me how wonderful I am.
How am I supposed to love myself when The Boy Who Wouldn't Take No As An Answer told me I was the most beautiful girl and then left afterwards.
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Summer '17
Poetry"Reality denied comes back to haunt" -Madeline Roux • I keep trying to write about my life and I always try to start at the beginning. It doesn't ever work, I never make it to where I am now in life. So now, I will start writing from here. Just me...
