Ballad of an over thinker

Part time person

I was his part time person

But he was mine till the end of time

He was broken and needed a place to rest

And I let him stay till be was back to his best

I always knew that he wasn't going to stay

But for it to come true hurts more than I could ever say

I held on to the small piece of hop

that he would want me when his heart wasn't broke

I loved him forever

And probably forever more

But he only loved me before he walked out that door