Closure

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//dedicated to nightdrives for being such an amazing author and inspiring me to do my best//

Was I ugly in your eyes? Or imperfect? Or stupid? Please tell me. It's been killing me in my sleep, not knowing. 

Maybe I wasn't ugly in your eyes, but you made me feel so. I always looked in the mirror and started to wonder why I was stupid enough to believe that you loved me. I never told mom the full story about you, but from what little parts I did tell, she always said that you never liked me because of what I looked like. Because I looked disgusting. If that was true, I'm sorry that such a horrid creature loved you. If I could take it back, I would in a heartbeat. 

I used to be a beautiful photo. Filled with life and beautiful memories. But the more I stuck by you, the more pieces you ripped me into, and the harder it became to put back together the original picture. 

I don't know if you saw beauty in me, but I saw so much in you. You had what I lacked; life. And what very little I had left, you stole. 

You never saw what you did to me. But that's all I'll ever see.