Pretty Enough

I have always been the girl who is pretty enough to touch, but never to love. Some people don't know how that feels, but I do. I have been loved by three men in my life: my first love, my best friend, and the man i thought was the love of my life. The only one whose love I have never doubted was my best friend. If I forget everything else in the world, I'll never forget that he loves me with his all. Whether romantic or platonic, he loves me. Unconditional love is something special. Knowing that no matter how much you hate yourself, you'll always have that one person to love and reassure you. It's the purest, most beautiful thing, but it is also heart wrenching. Beautiful because I am one of the few who get to experience that love. Heart wrenching because I am scared to accept it. To him, I am a person, not an object. He sees my flaws and loves me, not despite them, but because of them. To him, I am the girl pretty enough to love.