Philosophy Of A Teenager Loser

old candle

I felt like I was a candle to him. That when he first saw me I was a brand new candle I looked "pretty" but he wasn't sure if he wanted to turn me on but when he lit me up I smelled OK but after a few hours I started melting my wax away and I was no longer "pretty" and he forgot about me and when he saw me again he turned on my light and he was OK looking at my flame but then I started melting again so I was no longer in use.I was useless to him. I feel like he only turned my light on cause he knew I would be there but when I started wasting away I wasn't good enough for him no more.if he lit me up again I'll just be a puddle of candlewax and I wouldn't even be useful anymore