you must have
known that i
never felt i was
good enough for
you, so i tried
my best in
everything
to please you.
i really did.
but now i do
believe i've failed.
my love -- what
is the meaning
of my love?
(who knows?)
(who cares?)
when i
used
to wash
my face
with my
favorite
clinique
soap,
i'd find
myself
wanting to
hold your
reflection in
my hands
and kiss it.
and felt so
ashamed.
so terribly,
terribly
ashamed.
i did.
