why.........?

Why…

 an honest question always in the mind of a teenage girl like me 

Why do I care?

Why doesn’t he like me?

Why am I not good enough for him? 

Why am I so weird? 

Why cant I look like her?

Why cant I be happy like him?

Why cant I be cool enough?

Theres something about a constant state of question 

Almost a comfort that comes with the uncertainty 

To fight it you go to horoscopes or a buzfeed quiz

Cause we all know thats where real answers come from 

Somehow the answers don’t suit your needs

“he likes you just give it time”

“try to leave your comfort zone”

“try talking in groups more”

How  can an horoscope or a buzfeed quiz really give what I want 

Suddenly its a mental reawakening the answers I want can not come 

From the questions I’m asking 

I ask why cant he like me?

The answer I want is 

Its ok not to love yourself 

Love comes slowly you have to build it 

No one can read my mind and tell me what I need to hear except 

him…………..

He tells me what I need to here not what I want to near 

So the real question should be 

Why do I care about what he thinks about me?

I know he loves me