That's it!
I don't deserve him.
I don't know why I try.
I don't have any feature
To draw his reverred eye.
I'm done!
I don't deserve him.
I simply don't have the time
To sit, and think, and plan and dream
Of what never can be mine.
No more.
I don't deserve him.
To fire with all false hope
Yet my attempts to cleanse my heart are vain
Like washing with filthy soap.
-Eliza Woodhouse
2 comments:
well put.
i like it... sad though... it's not true, you don't have a feature to attract the eye, that's a bunch of bull smack... i love you!
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