Am I so Rotten?
I did not see.

The Love so Deep.
so Real.
Beyond the low level Lust.

You had me, my shell.
How could I expect to feel.

Slighted, pushed to the side.

Hurt, Broken. Stuck in a World Wind.

Your soul never leaves me.
I'm always in your mind.

I take you for granted. Life for Granted.
Love for granted.

Am I rotten to the core?

Has this place taken and used all of the Good in me.
I feel washed up on the ocean side. Like an artifact used and reused washed up from the bottom of the deep, deep, blue.

You stand there waiting to Grab me.
Hold Me. Love me.
I was so  Blind. So caught up in the make Believe.