The first words you said to me:
"you're perfect. your gorgeous. your amazing."
funny...
you judge me solely on the outside.
you assume that because my body is flawless
and because im very fair,
that im perfect.
oh, how wrong you are.
you see my sweet,
just beneath the enticing surface,
i am genuinely hideous.
i admit
im really quite a bitch.
i will control every decision you make
and every aspect of your life.
of course i will feel awful.
i will regret everything instantly.
but alas,
i cannot change.
regardless of how hard i might try,
all of my attempts will fail.
and still,
you call me perfect.
i dont understand...
how could you consider me;
a stunningly grotesque monstrosity,...
perfect?
you have seen my true form,
and have witnessed my actions...
and yet your love still burns for me.
i havent the slightest clue why.
how could anyone want to spend an eternity,
in the arms of a beast?
when its obvious
they could easily find better.
why would anyone choose that path?
why i ask?!?!?
can love truly blind someone that badly?
could it purely be my beauty?
im so terribly confused...
could it be
that he finds my horrid insides
as lovely as my outer shell?
impossible..
unfathomable...
absurd...