People would tell me,
You were just another crush.

People would tell me,
You weren't worth my time;
You weren't worth my tears.

People would tell me,
You were just like any other boy;
A ****.

People would tell me,
"He's ugly anyways."

People would tell me,
You never cared

People would tell me,
You lie to me.

People would tell me,
You're never coming back to me;
To give up hope.

But you know what I tell myself?

I tell myself,
I'm in love.

I tell myself,
You were worth every minute, every second
And every tear.

I tell myself,
You're not like any boy I've ever met;
You're amazing.

I tell myself,
You're the most adorable and really cute boy I've ever seen.

I tell myself,
What we've been through,
Has been too much to make me, "Just-another-girl."

I tell myself;
You have no reason to lie to me.

I tell myself,
Yes, perhaps you never will return,
But I'm allowed to hope, aren't I?

I tell myself,
Everything
That I believe
To be the truth.