I let you say those words to mean and I took them with such meaning.
No one ever looked at me the way you did.
No one made me feel the way you did.

But no one had the power of me the way you did.
The way it was so easy for you to walk away and leave me broken.
To utter those words to me, like they weren’t knives stabbing me each time.

I let you complete, I let you criticize me and tell me to change.
Was the real me not good enough? Was I ever good enough?
Was I ever the one you wanted or was I just there?

No one can make me feel so magical the way you did.
No one will ever feel my love the way you did.
I said I would do anything for you, and I meant it.

But now the silence leaves me empty but filled with questions.
Will I ever be enough for you?
Why is always on your terms? Why can’t you understand my hurt?

Why is my love not worth yours?