I am the one you are ashamed of
Afraid to love
I was never anyone’s first choice
I was always second best
Last picked
Bottom of the barrel
Desperate enough to take anyone’s love washed into my sewer
After their first choice threw them into my trash
And I’ve always been one to grasp at the scraps no one else finds beautiful.
I cannot be loved
Because all of mine is second hand
Recycled
Never meant to be mine
Only space for rent on their way to their next misfortune
Waiting at the depot in the rain for them to return
When we were both broken enough to fit our pieces together
Torn pages of a battered, ****** romance novel
You can’t be abandoned by someone you never wanted.