the attic

i like the way you talk to me

i like the way you use your hands

i like the way you hold my waist

and tell me that i'm beautiful

and tell me that i'm wonderful

and tell me that i'm magical

and beautiful

and special

and different

tell me that i'm different

tell me that i'm genuine

i hide no secrets

from you

i hide

from me

i hate myself

i hate myself

and you

especially you