Citrus.

Maybe I've got it all wrong...this wouldn't be anything new. I just wish you'd be there. I know it's obviously too much to ask-and I'm sorry for ruining your days, wasting your time, and consuming your careless thoughts. I want to love you, trust me. Because this kind of love exists so uniquely because this kind of love is in no way disguised. This kind of love is programmed into your soul from before you're born until long after you're gone. So why was I the exception to this love? I like being different...but if being mediocre meant that you'd love me...I'd be plain for you, daddy.