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I often wonder what he sees in me. Oh, he�ll just smile at me, listing qualities that he claims he loves about me. But I don�t see them. He says he loves my loyalty. What loyalty? He says he loves my independence. He doesn�t realise that without him I would probably be lost. He says he loves my persistence, my courage. I�m just plain stubborn, and an attention seeker. He says he loves my confidence. I think it�s probably more arrogance than anything. He says he loves my beauty. I think he�s blind

I really don�t know what he sees in me. He tells me he loves me, and though I�d like to believe him, sometimes it�s difficult. I stand in front of a mirror, and I stare at this ugly, twisted woman who has no scruples, doing whatever it takes to achieve her goals. No matter who gets in her way.

But I do acknowledge that I wasn�t always that woman. I used to be nice, and sweet. The whole �girl-next-door� thing, that was me. Once. It feels like a lifetime ago.

He tells me that�s the woman he fell in love with, and that he sees that same person inside. I really think he�s seeing things.

Because I stare at myself in the mirror, and I don�t see it. I have memories of that person, but I don�t see it. I hate what I see in front of me. What does he see that I can�t seem to find?

Or maybe he�s in love with a person who doesn�t exist anymore? Who probably never really existed in the first place.

But he says it�s there, and he sees it. He sees her.

And I hate her sometimes. Because I�m not that person anymore. Maybe I never was. I hate her, because I want to be her.

I just�

I know him, I know he�s not the kind of man who easily places his heart in the hands of others. So, why me?

He�s a smart man, so why is he wasting his time on the likes of me? It drives me crazy sometimes, because as hard as I�ve tried, as hard as I tried not to, I ended up falling for him. Falling in love him, wanting to spend the rest of my life with him, wanting to have his babies and all that syrupy-romance-novel stuff.

Damn him for seeing someone who never was!

Or maybe for seeing someone who could be�
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