You are perfect!
He tells me over the screen
Hiding my double chin
The rolls underneath my sweatshirt shaking until he finds out the truth
“Your lips are so ****”
He says they’re the first thing he noticed when he saw me
That I am perfect
Fantastic
I look like fun
That he could wrap  himself around me
And get lost for days
In the  bliss
Of not knowing who I am
In everything he sees
Which isn’t much
When I am a lot
He sees what I want him to see
My **** lips
My fantastic face
My “perfect” body