How can I trust again when the one I loved was already in love,
just not with me.
Whilst you slept entangled with her each night,
even when you told me you wanted me.
Was I just for your pleasure?
My body an image for your early morning desires,
a late night thought when everyone else was asleep.
I hate how I believed you,
when you said you only wanted me,
only liked me.
Was it my fault? Was I not enough?
I could be anything you want,
I could do anything you desire,
please just love me back.
