I am beautiful, no matter what they say.

"EEEE!" The one letter word she squeals,
in that ridiculously girly tone-completely not you.
It means so much, for such a simple thing,
so much for such a simple thing.
So much happiness for such a small moment,
perfect, no-almost perfect.
He should know about this, hes the closest thing you've got.
You want to tell him, but can't.
If hes anything like her,
anything at all
he'll never understand.
Maybe one day you might tell him,
try to make him understand, maybe you wont have to try.
Maybe he'll just get how you feel.
The nervous feeling she gives you,
or how no matter what, she always,
no matter what mood your in,
makes you smile.
The way her hand fits so perfectly with yours.
Even when shes done something that normally would have killed your insides,
you can just brush it off, just to make it work out.
Babe, you need this to work out, you've waited so long,
Waited too long.