Sometimes I wish I had a flower
So I could pick the petals of one by one asking "does he love me, does he not"
Hoping that when I pick the last petal off
I will be saying "he loves me"
I feel so lonely
Unloved
Like I don't matter to you anymore
I feel like I'm just some part of a game that you wanted to play
That you will realize I am a broken piece
The game will then become boring
You will decide to just throw me away
Everything we have will mean nothing to you
All those "I love you's"
Cute things we say to one another
Will just be thrown away
The time we spend together
Would just be a waste
All that time
I could have found someone
Who really cared
I guess that does not matter to you
'Cause to you
I was never really there
