I try to look at you without breaking apart.
But you're so beautiful.
I see your smile. I see you laugh. And the only reason I'm dying is because..
I'm not the reason for those smiles.
I want to let you know how much you mean to me..
But I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of rejection. I'm afraid that I'm not good enough. I'm afraid of all the things I had hoped to come true.
I'm afraid of losing you.
But then again,
I am nothing.
And nothing in the world could make you look at me.
Because I'm disgusting.
I get it. If I was you,
I wouldn't even look at me.
