I met a boy online ,
We spend our time chatting, voices intertwined ,
He lives in my in my city, and one day he tell me I'm pretty, I'm beautiful, I'm sexy. Above all he said that I am the embodiment of beauty.
To believe his words was hard to me , I knew he lied cause we never seen eye to eye.
I met a boy online and I wish he was mine but I think he is just a distraction because it can never happen to love someone you don't know well, its a west of time .
what if he sees me in person and hates me?
What if he doesn't like my body shape , the scars on my face and everything about me ?
Will he pretend to like me and disappears into thin air after ?
Will he delete my number and never text back?
Will I get a call for another dates dinner?
Sounds funny right? but first impression matters ,
Why would he want someone like me ?
Why would he want me , when I am this way?
Insecurities, we all have them rights?
But mine seem to drown me in a river of sorrow every time I take a look at myself in the mirror .
I'm sorry, forgive me if I sound too insecure.
This guy calls me every single night at the right time when I need him and I get felling he is s reading my mind. Maybe he will find out what's feeding my doubts.
I have never felt wondered , if I'm being honest I don't know how but he he's got my attention. I wish I could let him inside , let him love me, care for me , give me those butterflies people say they feel when they are in love.
I wish I could change up my mind and let him show me true love, but what if he sees me in person and hates me ?
Why would he want me ? Why would he want to be with someone like me?
I, I met a boy online.
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Good work and good luck with the date!
That is a lovely poem