Small

When She made him feel small Tore him down and sliced pieces of him He would come to me and I would build him up I would be my best self and make him feel big When she would belittle him I was there to nourish his ego I didn't notice it when it happened I just thought there was something between us But he just felt small And I was stupid and I let him use me Maybe it was the right thing to do Build him up But I didn't notice until it was too late that I was small now I was smaller than he ever was. He had taken all of me. I poured everything into him and Left myself Hallow. Maybe one day someone can build me back up. Or I could learn from his mistake, and build myself up. No matter how long it takes.

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