What a liar you are, my dear.
How can you speak so many words when your own actions betray you? You said you loved me—was that ever true? Now, when you're with others, do you still love me? Have you changed the picture of us on your phone? Do you even remember my name?
You gave me your body so easily, but never your heart. Was I the problem? Should I have tried harder?
Were you genuine when you thought sex would make me fall for you? I know you're smarter than that. What was your true purpose with me? Was I just another desire, someone to use? The way you look at me now reveals too much.
Are you proud of yourself? You've wasted my time.
You're beautiful, but that's no longer enough. Now I understand why you've been alone all this time—it's hard for you to be yourself when you don't even know who you really are.
