you don't deserve love
even if it came running towards you
like a child to his mother

you don't deserve love
even if it slapped you in the face
like thunder during a storm

you don't deserve love
even if it appeared before you
pristine and untainted,
its purest form

you don't deserve love
because the people who loved you
only saw themselves hurting,
like a dagger,
YOUR dagger,
to their chests