Stop. Please.

No matter how much I beg you will not stop.

No matter how much I cry, plead and scream, you do not stop.

Have you become deaf to all my pleads?

Do you not trust me anymore?

Do my words make no sense anymore?

Why are you hurting what is precious to me?
Why are you harming yourself?

You don't believe me when I tell you how beautiful you are.

You don't listen when I speak of how lovely and lovable you are.

You poison your ears, blinded your eyes, is that why you don't realize how loved you are?

You speak of how you know yourself the best, and that there is nothing to be loved, but...
Do you know how you hide your smile behind your hair?
How your eyes crinkle when you read?
How your fingers twitch when you are nervous?
How your cheeks puff out when you are getting angry, how you bite your lip?

Do you know how beautiful your thin and small lips are? They look like baby's lips.
Do you know how smooth is your skin under my fingertips?
How enchanting you look in all your grace just standing there?
Do you know how perfect it is when you smile at me?

Don't tell me to stop lying, when you are the one spitting lies because of that terrible mirror of yours.

Don't tell me you will never be loved, when I love you more than a world. Even if it is just as friends, isn't it enough?

So please don't hurt me by hurting you. Because each of your harsh words hurts.