He makes me feel beautiful

Its funny the way he treats me like treasure


As if

he is blown away that I am even in his possession


As if

Someone might try and steal me away at any moment


As if

I may be made of gold


He jokes

As if I fight away wolves on a daily


He acts as if I am the most beautiful woman

On this planet


He treats me

Like I am something so exquisitely rare and special


And every time

It boggles me


If only I could see myself through his eyes


If only I could feel what he feels when he touches me


If only my reflection

Was a mirror through his thoughts


Because I do not see what he sees in me


I do not know what he cherishes so dearly


But every time he calls me beautiful

A small chip on my shoulder is filled


Every time he tells he loves me exactly how I am

A small scratch is buffed out of my veneer


He doesn’t realize how beautiful he makes me feel


He doesn’t know that through his eyes

He saves me every day


And one day

I hope my own eyes will do the same



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