I’m sorry

Every time you look at me i can see it.

I can see into you.

And i ask you to look away

Because i know that look very well

--It's warm and magnificent

Most importantly i know how it feels to..

Notice when its gone

I know the fear of that a little too well

And i fear

I fear that the way you look at me changes

Like that of the one before you

I know it is of no fault of your own

But you chose a broken woman

A broken woman that can play the part extraordinarily well..

i only hope i don't diminish that look of yours all on my own --and

Destroy you along with it..