My life

She wakes up every morning looks in the mirror and dosent like what she see's. She wishes he what it felt like to be her. That he knew the pain and saddness of wanting some one so bad but you cannot have them. She can hardly stand to look at him at times because she is afraid she might burst into tears, but she wants him to look at her in hopes that he might realize how much he really loves her back but wishes don't always come true, but still at times she wished he only knew how much she loved him, but at others she wished he didnt know her nor she him at all. For she is afraid of how he will react if he knew how much she loved him. If he regected her it would kill her. It would make her life more worthless then it already was without him, but a life without him and knowing that he regects her is  more then she can bear. She is unsure, unsure of everything. Sometimes she finds him stareing at her and that gives her hope but when he is hateful it fades away. She hates herself for not being good enough for him to want her. She hates herself so much.