Self-Preservation

I am lonely and it is not your fault, though I make it part of your issue by wanting to be with you.  You enable me to forget all of my inadequacies, you make me feel like I'm worth it.  I think I'm beautiful when I'm with you, and that's without bedroom sheets tangling our feet.  Why can't I love myself without you?  I battle, I cry, someday I hope to win.  Until I can honestly love myself I cannot allow myself to be lvoed.  Thus as Ogre I must remain, for self-preservation and I hate that.