You loved your girlfriend with every ounce of your being but no matter that, you didn't feel good enough for her. Even though you were both dead and in the bad place, you still had low self-worth and felt as though she could do so much better than have you as a girlfriend. Tahani was gorgeous, tall, dark and beautiful, the epitome of stunning and she turned heads wherever she was, you however weren't any of those things. You were nothing compared to Tahani and it terrified you to think that she thought of you how you thought of yourself. You noticed how people looked at you and the comments they made, Tahani deserved someone like herself, not someone as pitiful as you.

Of course, you didn't want to sabotage the relationship because you felt terrible about yourself but no matter how you tried, your low mood and sad expression was hard to miss, especially for the woman who loved you.

"What's wrong?" She asked, having spent the last half an hour with you and you had struggled to match her happy and positive demeanour.

"Nothing," you lied.

She narrowed her eyes at you, placing a perfectly manicured hand to her hip. "That's crap. You barely even hugged me when I got here, let alone paid attention in our conversation. Have I done something to upset you?"

You let out a sigh, not wanting to hurt her or make her think you were an idiot for how you felt. It was such a deep-seated feeling that you weren't even sure how to formulate into words.

"It's not anything you've done Tahani. I love you with all of my heart and you've never done anything to upset me and I doubt you ever will, I just... I don't know," you trailed off, lacking the words.

"You can tell me anything you need to say," she smiled softly.

"I just don't feel worth your love. You're so beautiful and ambitious, you're always at the top of your game and inspiring people. I just can't compare to that," you sighed.

A gentle smile curled onto her lips as she took your hand in yours.

"I feel the same."

"What?" You asked, completely baffled.

"You're so calm and relaxed. You never worry about what people think and are comfortable with being the real you, I've never been like that and I was scared you'd end up hating me for always holding onto this performance of being perfect," she said apologetically.

You pulled her into a hug, finally realising that everyone had insecurities, even Tahani who in your eyes was perfect.

"I guess we just need to work through it together," you offered. "Because we are different and maybe that is a good thing."

"I think it is."

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Written by Charlotte.

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