He Promises

He holds me close, something no one has done for a very long time.

He tells me that despite my flaws, I am worth it.

He tells me that I am his type and that I am pretty.

He tells me that he will never forget the way I looked at him when we met.

He promises me that he will make me confident.

He is a liar.

He will not stay, not once he realizes that not even I know what is wrong with me.

He will no longer be able to convince himself that my problems are worth my pretty face.

He will forget how confident I appeared to be and he will realize that nothing he does can fix me, not completely.

He will take back all his wonderful little promises...

And he will leave.