Sing To Me Instead

enough for you - Olivia Rodrigo

I'd never really liked covering up imperfections since I think they make us human, but I wore makeup anyways when we were together. I stupidly thought that you might like me more if I looked flawless, like those prom queens you probably dated before. I tried to do so much for you, be so much for you. Funny, beautiful, irresistible. But I'd do all that, and then you wouldn't say anything. Because you're 'not the type' to give compliments. 

I made you your coffee every morning - milk and two sugars, and I learned all of your favourite songs. I read those stupid books you reserved an entire goddamn shelf for so I sounded smart. And I know I'm stupid, emotional, and obsessive, but I knew that you'd leave like this. 

And I know I'm not as interesting as all your exes, but you couldn't have cared less that I actually loved you. You broke way more than my heart. My confidence, my ability to get out of bed in the mornings. But no, I don't want your sympathy. I just want to be myself again. 

The way I was before you found someone who was more exciting than me. And once you did, just as I suspected, you left without a trace. And I sat in my bathroom, crying, wondering where I went wrong. I tried so hard to be everything you'd like, and you'd still always say that I was the selfish one, the one who was never, ever satisfied. But that's not true. 

Because all I ever wanted was to be enough for you. Don't you think I loved you too much to be taken advantage of, used, and tossed to the curb? To think that I deserve absolutely nothing from you? And no, don't say sorry, because you should feel sorry for yourself. Because one day, I will be everything, not enough, everything, for someone else. 

And they'll think that I'm perfect, beautiful, incredible, and you'll be the one crying. Because nothing, absolutely nothing, will ever be enough for you.