i still hide you in my poetry

if someone would ask me what beauty is
i would define the person you are
your eyes, prettier than all of the bluest oceans,
shining brighter than all stars.
your arms, where i feel at home,
in which you give me butterflies.
your voice, that sounds like my fav song,
i long to listen day and night.

if someone would ask me what beauty is
i would define the person you are..
because you have the most beautiful soul.

i'm not pushing you away bc i don't love you
i'm just worried you'll start to hate me
as much as i hate myself

it's easier pushing myself away
than to deal with the constant feeling of not being enough

no matter how many friends i have,
no matter how many people i'm with,
no matter who says they love me,
i'm all alone