Yaichiko

You would say... "you're beautiful perfect wonderful" while looking straight at me. I told you it was a sin to lie, no matter how beautiful the mouth that whispered them were. You repeated the tired rhythm and I always brushed you away. I never knew how much that killed you inside until it was too late. You tried everything to get me to see me the way you do. I covered up the mirrors and turned away from your crying, pleading eyes. I bled out my pain, creating the scars I felt worthy of. After so many years of being pushed down, and only having you, one in a million telling me otherwise, I had lost my ability to believe I was anything b