And sometimes I wonder,
If you ponder those times,
Where I could barely make it to class,
And you'd never see me eat,
And the bags under my eyes were so dark that people would ask me what had happened.
Because it was real,
But you swept it under the covers.
You swept me under the covers.
You didn't care that I was scared of the dark, that I didn't do well with tight spaces.
When you finally came back to check under the covers, you found me but I wasn't what you were looking for and so you threw me away.
You threw us away.
But you're the one who lost most,
And now I wonder if you regret all the things you've done to me,
Because I lost someone who didn't care for me, but you- you lost someone who cared so deeply for you, who loved you, who would die for you in a split second and not think even for a second of the repercussions, because you were the most important thing in their world.
(I know that literally none of this makes actual sense and sounds stupid but I'm just writing things down about how I felt or how I feel.)
