You tell her she isn't fat, she'll tell you "Do you see this?" and pull out her gut.
You compliment her on her looks, she'll tell you "There's girls out there who look better than me."
Do you know why she isn't taking any of your compliments?
It isn't because she likes hearing it or wants you to keep repeating it,
but because she truly feels like she doesn't deserve the compliments being given to her.
She knows her own flaws better than anyone else,
and they stand out to her more then anybody else.
So when she looks at herself, she doesn't see what you see.
I want
you
I want your sleepy confused
look when you wake up.
I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed.
I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night;
the blanket that wraps around you all night.
I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find.
I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers.
I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted
with you.
I want to have differences between us.
I want your flaws.
All of them.
I want go into the deepest corners of your mind
and never get bored of you.
I want to be surprised by the new all the time.
I want to look at you like a
movie, a living piece of art;
always trying to chase what you crave …
and capture
you.
