Okay so maybe I wasn't important. Maybe I was only needed at midnight when you were "lonely". Maybe I fell for all your mind games because I thought we would potentially be more than what we were. I continuously gave myself to someone who didn't have the slightest thought about giving me something in return...attention, a simple good morning. I opened up for someone who closed on me because I wasn't good enough. I never felt good enough unless my clothes were off, and even then I would close my eyes and remind myself that I never have and never will mean anything to anyone.I've come to realization that love isn't for me, and that guys will only want you because you have something to offer, but there's more to me than that. I just wish someone would realize that.
