Dying words of a poet

~9~

I gave you everything but you gave nothing in return. I was nothing to you but you were everything to me. It hurts to know that I could quit breathing and you wouldn't care. You shoved me to the side when I needed you most. You left me to suffer on my own. You left and you took a piece of my heart with you. I'm not ready to let go of the memories we share and it tortures me. I told you everything. You knew how much I've been through. All I needed was someone to care but did you? No, you didn't. You never really did, did you? I was just something to pass the time. I always give everything I have to those I love. How come I never get anything back? Is that too much to ask for? What's wrong with me? Why does no one love me? I try so hard to be the person people want me to be. I'm never enough. I never will be. I never was.