When you smile it's like a ray of sunshine but it always gets clouded with your insecurities and then you begin to rain on your own parade. I don't understand how someone like you can even hate yourself with such a burning passion that it could fuel a war because **** whenever I look at you, I see someone with the most caring and honest soul that couldn't ever be purer. You hold a heart that's been a victim of collateral damage, it's been bruised and scarred yet you still care and love with every fibre of your being. Your eyes are something completely out of this world. They're the sort of grey that reminds you of smoke in a clear blue sky and it's sad how they instantly pollute themselves with tears at night because you're simply too special. Your eyes could fill a galaxy with stars that would never burn out because that's how strong, mesmerising and powerful they are. Your voice is somewhat captivating and your shy giggles light me up inside because it's a symbol of your happiness which is what I'm always longing to see. I hate it when you speak such vile and poisonous things about yourself because the words you use to describe yourself are the exact opposite of my description of who you are. Everything about you is compelling. You're almost extraterrestrial but even that doesn't define how special you are.