why me?
we've never meet yet you continue to try and be kind when I know I have been mean. You keep trying all the while I've been pushing you away. You are kind to me while I am not to you. No matter how bitter i am or how snarky my remarks you always respond with love. this is something I've e never known. anyone else would have thrown in the towel stating how I'm to damaged. you do not though you see my broken pieces and they do not scare you off. you always care about how I am it seems you always pop in during the moments I feel most alone and you try to comfort me and befriend me. those moments tend to also be my ugliest. you tell me I'm kind of heart and beautiful you say you see it in me. funny when you say it those seem to be times I feel my worst unlikable unlovable and miserable. not for one second do you take offense to my rudeness or my attempts to ignore the world. you've been persistent but I don't know how to accept it. I just keep testing and pushing I figure someday you'll give up and forget me but it's been a few years...