You made me feel as though I wore a crown of rubies, opals, diamonds, crystals, emeralds and sapphires. Crafted from the finest rose gold, platinum embellishments and silver touches.

There was a regal glow about me, a bioluminescence that transcended all reasons why I hate myself. All because of the effect I so clearly once had on you.

Yet you've also caused me to want the improbable.

Now my crown is a hallucination and I wear a necklace of rope.