It was a normal date.
The guy was nothing but awesome.
Nothing was wrong.
The only thing that isn't right was me.

Smart,
sweet,
sensitive,
caring,
eloquent,
truthful,
sincere.

But I can't help feeling sad.
We're like two people in two different worlds.
He's good, happy and nice.
You feel the pure innate goodness flowing from his within.
He is reliable.

Me,
albeit the cheery demeanor,
deep down lurks
a dark, warped up complex.
Simply screwed up.

We're too different.
I can't help feeling like I owe him something.
I can't bear to make him sad.
I don't want him to end up like me.

You're just too good for me.
I don't know why.
Too good for me
the ugly, screwed up black swan.