the facade

I'm not sure                        
you've ever truly understood                        
that I've never looked at you                        
like the others...          
         
at least that's the impression I get                        
when you make comments                        
refering to me seeing you                        
as some lurid lolita...          
         
many people think they know                        
who and what you are                        
but they don't have a fucking clue;                        
that in part includes you, my love...                      
                        
sure, you enjoy it at times;            
even find comfort in the chaos                                    
but there are parts of you                        
searching for something else                        
which is what lead you to me                        
in the first place...                        
                        
they're the parts of yourself                        
you're most afraid of                        
and that's why I always knew                        
loving you would be hard...        
         
in the end         
all that matters to me is that you realize        
the beauty I've always seen in you...        
                      
you're very special                        
and you will always be                        
worth loving...