just a small trickle of spit, sliding down the face of true love

i do not (usually) like to speak badly of loved ones.
however, the words "deserving" and "warrented" come to mind.

i do not expect much from people and i am hardly ever disappointed.
somehow, or other, i thought (felt) that this valentines day i was worth a little more than a nickel sized, green goober on the floor of the shower.

this is my justification.