if you love me - despite - the things that make me ugly you don't really love me... but you're doing me a favor and i'll never be able to thank you enough \ if you love me because, you say, that - i'm not ugly - you don't really love me... you're just pretending that i'm not ugly and you'll never be able to see me enough. or maybe one day you will, and that will be too much \ for you to really love me you need to know the ways in which i'm ugly and love me for those reasons too... or at the very least, understand them
based on a line from one of my favorite songs, "It Didn't Fix Me" by Dawes.
"I finally found someone who loves me, and to her I will be true. She sees the ways in which i'm ugly, and loves me for those reasons, too."
also contemplating the implications of how or why someone says they love someone, and how it is sometimes hard to accept when someone loves you, because you know all of your worst flaws