This person that I see a few times a day is beautiful! I wish I could build up the courage to tell them, but I can’t find it in me. I wish I could hold their hand and show them what I see. I wish I
could show them. One day I will build the courage to tell them, to show them. I understand their pain, their sadness, and their deepest darkest secrets. I wish I could tell them, that no matter
what I will always bet here for them. I wish they'd love me as much as I love them. I love them with all my heart but yet they don’t feel the same way about me. I love them just as they are,
but yet they want to change me. How can I show them, that they are beautiful? I want them to know that they are beautiful, not because I say so, but because they are. God took his time to
make them the way they, are so why change me. I wish I could tell them that their smile can brighten up anyone’s day. That their kindness goes further then they think. They feel as if they
disappear that no one will miss them, as if they don’t have anyone or that many people who care and truly love them. But yet they have more people than they really think. I want them to have the
self-esteem to know that they are beautiful. Their face is pretty, even when they roll out of bed. I wish they could see what I see! One day I will have the courage to tell them this: You are
amazing. I know that you are beautiful and it hurts me when you say I’m not.I want you to know that your smile is like the sun on a cold dark day. It hurts me to see you frown. I want
you to know that I love you, I love you with every fiber in me, but yet you don’t feel the same way about me. You don’t love me as much as I love you and it hurts. I want you to know that you are
smart. You don’t have to worry about failing or not making it because you will make it. You treat others so well and you would do anything to help them if you could. While you treat me like a
second hand item, you take your time to help me and you put it off for as long as you can. I just want you to stop and put me first. You love others so much and yet you don’t really love me
and I just want you to stop and love me first before you love anyone else.
P.S. I'm your reflection
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