"you're so beautiful," i told him. he looked away "i'm not" he said "you're one of the most beautiful people i've ever met," i said. "no, i'm ugly," he told me "i swear, there's something about, that's just absolutely beautiful." i promised. he looked up angry tears in his eyes "No. You don't get it. I'm hideous," he yelled. "you're so beautiful to me" i said softly as he walked away
i tell him he's beautiful, but what i think doesn't matter to him.