I see myself as someone who is simply average. By all standards, I think I am an ok person who is ok looking. I feel undeserving of much of anything yet I have a good family and friends. However, I constantly feel selfish for wanting something that for some reason feels just out of my reach. Romantic love.
Because I adore feeling like that one person is happy because of me. I love doing things to try and make them feel better if they had an awful day. I love being the shoulder they can cry on and the rock they can depend on.
It feels like too much to ask for. For someone like me.
As for this other person, I don't know him well but what I do know of him...is increasingly superior to what and who I am. He is humble, kind, wonderful and best part is HE DOESN'T REALLY EVEN KNOW IT. He isn't perfect by any means but something about him makes me smile, wistful and dreaming.
I already know I don't deserve him and will never have him. Even if by some miracle (or disaster), he where to end up with me, I'd probably bring him down somehow. I could never be enough for him or to hold him.
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Who are you?! How did you get in here?!
Well, I'm a locksmith and...I'm a locksmith.