Your chapter in my book has ended but for some reason I can't flip the page.
All the time I've known you I've been on all kinds of emotions.
Sadness , anger , hatred and betrayal.
You said you would be there for me no matter what but I should've known.
I should've known you were lying and playing me for a fool.
You left me whenever you felt like it and came back when you needed help with something.
And me being me I helped the best I could but it never meant anything to you.
I loved you unconditionally but you loved me for the things I could do for you.
I meant nothing to you..
