You hurt me. You destroyed me. You betrayed me. But all that time I was still there for you. I had your back through everything. I fought for you when no one else would. I put in 100% effort. And look at where I am.
I'm hurt. I'm damaged. I am fucked up. Because I love you and care for you still. No matter how much pain and suffering you put me through I am still there.
No matter how much you use me I am still there. I crossed so many boundaries and broke so many of my rules all for you. All to make you satisfied. Yet it never seemed to satisfy you.
You called me beautiful you called me pretty. You told me I was the one for you. And yet you betrayed me. You went back on your word and you used me. You took advantage of my kind and caring nature. You took advantage of my fighter spirit. You took advantage of me.
I was loyal to you even as your friend. When you kept pushing me away I kept standing there waiting for you. I stood there to catch you when you fell. When you needed help. But when I needed someone no one was there.
I would take every arrow, sword, bullet, and bomb if it meant keeping you safe. If it meant you could have peace of mind.
Even still after you have hurt me, broke me, destroyed me, betrayed me, and fucked me up, I would be there the second you asked me to be. I would drop everything if you called me for help.
I really am fucked up. And you're to blame.
