I felt that you loved me
I did
But I felt like an object

You toyed with my heart
You left me behind
You called me a fool.
But alas,
I fell in love

You used me...
Your pair of lips.
Your hand to hold.
Your shoulder to cry on.
Your female object.

The body to show.
My legs,
My chest,
My ****.

Whatever.
I'm not your ******* property.

I wish I didn't love you.
I wish I wasn't an object.

You choose me,
A monster of self doubt.
You told me I was beautiful
Told me that I had no reason
No reason to disfigure my own body.

You only made it worse.
And I hope it slowly eats away at you
Editing the way you used to life,
So confident
So capable.

I hope that I,
The object
The simple doll
for your abuse,
The girl with the legs,
The girl with the heart,
Changed you,
The man of ice,
The man
I am sad to say
I love.