It’s crazythat despite the pity arguments, the disappointments, the broken promises, I could never imagine my life without you in it someway, somehow…
BUT
You left me, no second guesses, no looking back— I was a complete and utter fuckin’ mess. But you never gave a damn, you really never did, I was naive to believe someone like you could actually care about someone like me. I was never good enough for you standards and I tried and tried to fold myself up into this ‘perfect little image’ you always seemed to want from me. I held back my tears, forced a smile onto my face even when I was breaking down, because I didn’t want to ‘bug’ you with my petty little bullshit— that’s always the way it was and I hated it. It was my fault that he got angry and hit me over and over again. It was my fault that people left me. Everything was my fault. Why did you come lookin’ for me that night? Why? He didn’t give a damn, why did you act like you did? Why did you fool with me like that?
I opened myself up to you, I let you read me like a book, I revealed my scars for you and stayed true to who I was, but you didn’t like what you found and you threw me to the side.
I’m sorry that I wasn’t good enough for you.