He was the absolute mirror of perfection. His arms stretched long enough to wrap around the world with his warm embrace. And his smile widened enough to show off every pearly white tooth. Best of all, his words touched my soul. Every sentence brought out a part of me no one had ever seen before.

I loved him and he loved me. I was no longer the second or third option. I was the one and only. ...

They hated how she dressed

How she looked

How she talked

They hated her actions

Her movements

They hated how she walked

But most of all

They hated how they called them 'her'

Swallowed by the world about

Self hatred in the mirror

Just wishing to get out

The day came

For them to escape

The darkness that surrounds

Only to find

A loving world

Like a new playground

All along it was their mind

R...