I am nothing.
I am less than nothing.
That's how it feels anyway,
when you ignore me and act
as though you no longer want anything to do with me.
There must be something so intrinsically and deeply wrong with me that makes men like me or love me and leave me with no rhyme or reason as to why when they seemed perfectly fucking happy.
I just don't get it.
Am I flawed in some fatal way?
Does my giving every single bit of me to show you I care come across in some less than desirable way?
Does treating you with love, respect, admiration, appreciation, and affection give you the impression I'm not into you?
What about my desire, attraction, and consistent attention to your own needs and wants?
I'm far from the perfect girl, but damn it if I don't try and try and try.
Yet in the end, they always leave.
And I cry and cry and cry.
-MS
