in the most
pristine of moments
i look over my shoulder
in a giant ocean
hoping to see
your gleaming pale face
smile at me

and kiss me
im clearly
not the one you want
and you're
put too high
on a pedestal
in my mind

you kind of
disgust me
or rather
i disgust myself
knowing i know
i let the ugliest
most insecure men
get into my heart
and see parts of me
i dared to show no one.

and even came close
to letting them inside me
just to take advantage
of the fact
that i want to be loved.