I admitted my shortcomings and my mistakes, but it
didn’t seem to matter
all that mattered was that I was wrong, and you were right, and

I don’t even know what else you were thinking!

I guess I shouldn’t even bother wondering what was
going through your head, but it bugs me that
I’ll never know why you dropped me (like
a fucking hot potato(let someone else get burned) because
..me for the time that we
were together (and I remember being happy) curled up in your arms, head
close to your heart, we fit like pieces of a puzzle (though
not the most attractive couple) we were whole
while we loved and laughed.

What happened to that?

I may never know, but it’ll always
hurt-the way you didn’t care for me or my pain.
I TOLD YOU EVERYTHING
but it didn’t seem to matter
my confessions fell upon deaf ears (or
so it seemed to me) you turned against me. W.h.y
w.o.u.l.d. y.o.u. d.o. t.h.i.s. t.o. .m.e?
I held nothing back from you; you
were allowed to raid my entire existence
under the condition
that you’d still care!
I admitted what happened (that night)-how he tried to touch me-
I fought him off so that you’d still love me,
but it was almost as if you thought otherwise!

Did you think I made it all up as a cover (darling) or
maybe that the whole thing was a lie?