I don't remember how many hours
I've cried the moment you left,
Was it two, three, five?
I barely ate dinner that day,
And I knew I had lost a piece of myself
If things were different, would you have
Accepted me and loved me for who I was,
Or would things stay the same and I'd still
Be here hoping you would look at me the
Same way you'd look at her
What's wrong with me?
Was I not enough?
Did I not surpass your expectations?
Was I not pretty or skinny enough?
Or did you want someone who was smart?
I hated you, I really did