“i am not pretty. i am not beautiful.”

Throughout these years, I have come to be used to say thank you and not let it go inside my head whenever someone says that I’m pretty. Because I know that I’m not that pretty. And sometimes it’s hard to decide whether they really mean to compliment me or if they’re just being sarcastic.

But when it comes to you, when you’re the one who says that I’m beautiful, I fall for it. I blush. I can’t say thank you and walk away like I usually do. It goes straight into my head and creates a smile on my face.

You might not believe it, but it gives me an additional reason to wake up in the morning and smile foolishly at the mirror. Really. You really did this to me.

And you know what? I love you. I really do.

Sincerely,
Putdar.