I cannot fathom this feeling of worthlessness.
Two years later and I still don’t understand how I was not good enough.
Is my love not strong enough?
Or my hair not long enough?
Do I not make you laugh enough?
Or do I make you cry too much?
Or do you still love me as I love you but there’s some other reason she has your attention too?
Am I crazy to think that this lady has your heart?
Or am I beginning to realize that our hearts have grown apart?
How can such a short time with her replace the life you had with me?
Is there somehow or someway that I still make you happy?
I can still thank every moment that I remember when you were mine,
But
Instead of asking what I can do to make you change your mind—
I question how to still be in your life,
so as we sit in your moms house two years later Christmas Day, I sit back and watch as you fall in love with your new wife.