Every time you see my face you'll think of the love I poured into you that can't be replaced. When you feel lonely my name will be on the tip of your tongue. I'll be absent, but I'll always be the one that you're longing for. You'll remember how I was there for you when you needed someone. And I'll remember the carelessness you showed me in return. How you became a horribly painted picture that has no place in someone's home. How you became everything I think is weak, even though I used to admire you for being strong. The more careless words you spoke, the more I realized I was on my own. And you did nothing to show me that my belief was wrong. You'll remember how I stayed up making sure you were fine. And I'll remember you making it clear that I wasn't worth your time. Because there were things "more urgent", things more important, things that made it evident you were temporary and not permanent. I refuse to be used. I refuse to be treated like I'm less by the likes of you. I'll remain the one that you're always longing for. And you'll be that pitiful place where I don't belong. That same place where we don't get along. I really hope somebody else will call your phone. I hope somebody else will make you feel adored. And when you need comfort I hope they can think of the perfect words. And I didn't stop because I hate you. I never did and I never will. I just deserve so much better than you're willing to give.
