You loved me once.
I was everything you wanted.
You wanted me for the rest of your life.
I had never been happier.
You gave me a ring and a smile.
I wore both with pride.
You had me hooked.
I was in too deep.
You tore away the veil.
I still didn’t want to see the truth.
You wanted the best of both worlds.
I became your second choice.
You blamed me.
I did too.
You threw careless words at me.
I took every one to heart.
You stood me up.
You came back pleading.
I believed you like I always did.
You hadn’t changed.
I kept begging for honesty.
You knew you were my weakness.
I was tired of fighting back.
You said you needed some time away.
I made a fool of myself to get to you stay.
You stopped answering.
I didn’t stop calling.
You took everything I had.
I was left with nothing.
You got away with the upper hand.
I wanted my freedom.
You tried to come back.
I pushed you away.
You told me I would never find a better man.
I said you were never going to be a man.
You wore me down.
I was afraid of the ammunition you threatened to use.
You reminded me that you were in control.
I wasn’t listening.
You got angry.
I mailed back your ring.
You said you needed one more chance.
I knew better.
You suddenly became the weak one.
I never wanted an advantage over you.
You cried and begged for me to see things your way.
I tried to give you the benefit of the doubt.
You were always a bad liar.
I was okay on my own.
You needed me.
I got away.