I've always been different.
I knew that long before anyone else did.
All I ever wanted was to be loved and accepted for the person that I know that I am deep down inside.
Instead, I've been mocked, ridiculed, and thrown to the wolves.
When I was ready to give up, I saw him.
He looks at me with such hunger in his eyes-a longing that I've never experienced before.
He loves me with every frayed fiber of his being.
No one will take him from me.
I won't allow it.
Not when I finally have what I've always wanted.
Even though he tells me that I'm perfect the way I am, but I can't accept it.
Not when he deserves so much better than what I have to go him.