I learned I was ugly
Because
I was Always the girl in the back of the photo
Or the one taking it
Or the one left out of the conversation completely.
I learned that I was unwanted
Because
I was Always the one who’s never invited to sleep overs
Or dinners
Or just just kept out of plans so simply.
I learned that I am unloveable and uncharitable
Because
I was always the one being told “No PDA”
Or the one who was never asked to go and meet their friends
Or never posted about in general.
Then you came.
You wanted to teach me all these new things while also prying me from my old ways.
I know it’s hard and time consuming.
I know it’s annoying But I’m trying.
I learned I was ugly and unloveable and unwanted.
So for you to try to teach me that I am my own kind of beautiful, that I’m the one you love the most, or that I am worth it, is so hard for me to believe.