dear _____,
i can't imagine.
no way to believe i
could sweep you off your
feet.
you don't want me.
but i think i have to
ask anyway. try.
i hardly know you. and
i'm scared to try anymore.
i have
a wine-stained
mattress headache
hell.
ways to look at this place
that would make you
ache and shake and hurt....
it's hard to want to
share or shed that.
i ask for the chance to lose.
give me
cold and shivering; i'll
give you what's left.