I sat around for you and I waited for you. I gave you chance after chance. I stood up for you, even after you failed me. How could you do this to me? Did I honestly mean that little to you, that you thought you could treat me like all the others? You can't just have me when you want me, I'm not your toy that you can pick up when you're bored. I am a ******* Goddess and you should have treated me like one, because God knows I gave you ******* everything. I tried to play it cool, oh **** i tried so hard. But you tested me with the "I love you's". How can you tell me that we are just friends after everything we have been through? After everything I did for you. After everything I gave you. ******* for treating me like ****, for making me feel like ****. For making me hate myself. For making me hate the parts of me that you touched, kissed, held. For making me spend hours waiting by the phone for you to not even bother texting me back. For making me hate the thought of being with anyone else, for not letting me move on. For making me hate the smell of men, because every scent makes me think of you. ******* for walking over me because you knew I'd never be able to say no to you, not even after everything you did. ******* for making me weak, for making me depend on you.