Anon

My hands have changed, and I'm wearing
more lipstick than before,

"Good God", I think,
"I am worth nothing".

Love, or anywhere in-between,
is where I wanted to be,
with you.
And I'm only upside down
because you don't know just how
beautiful you are, or how
you turn my entire nervous system to
clear crystal.

You're too ordinary, and unexpected,
and implausible
to ever notice that I make such
an effort for you.