"Hold me. Tell me I'm beautiful. Tell me how much you want me. How much you need me... I hear these things all of the time. Strange men come to me to satisfy their needs, showering me with proclamations of love and adoration, thinking that if they stay inside of me longer that I'll be filled with their love. I spend hours every day scrubbing my insides until they bleed because of how disgusting it makes me feel...scrubbing with vain hope that maybe I can wash their filth away and forget how disgusting I actually am.
I'm not good enough for you. Really. I'm dirty. I'm broken. I can't give you anything you want except for help in finding the woman who will take you away from me. Maybe...maybe it's for the best. You're so..you don't see it, what I see when I look at you. How pure and fragile you actually are. You need someone to hold you to their heart and cherish every second they have with you. You need someone as pure as you..not someone covered in filth such as I…
I'm glad though, that I got to meet you, and remember what it feels like to fall in love. Hah. I had almost forgotten how much it hurts. " -Delphox