So let's face it. I was never enough for you.
No matter how hard I tried to make you happy. No matter how much time I spent with you. No matter how much I tried to fix what was wrong.
I told you what made me upset. You promised you'd work on it. You promised me you'd do better. You never did.
You never took me out on dates. Never made the plans. Never called me first. Never woke me up with a good morning text.
And it's funny... I felt you slip away a long time ago. I gave myself up everyday just to make you see how hard I tried just to get you to love me.
I just wanted you to love me.
Your words meant nothing. I waited for your actions. Anything that showed me if I meant the world to you. Anything.
But nothing.
Maybe that's what I get for expecting you to fall in love with me the same way I did you.
And now after all this time, I remember how my heart was breaking as you told me that you didn't feel the same.
It's still breaking.
You've found a new girl who makes you happy. Probably happier than I could ever make you.
And now I watch you two smile in front of my face and I hate to admit it but it hurts like hell.
It hurts watching you, knowing I could never be that person for you no matter how hard I tried.
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To Be Loved
Non-Fictiontrying to survive a breakup so I need to get these emotions out somehow lmao