you always seemed so high up and out of reach
acting like you were above everyone else
like everyone was meant to just love you
    you were like a god

I worshipped you,
gifting you my full heart
    honoring my promises,
    staying loyal,
    being there on your hard days,
    even when I was suffering
    and I asked nothing but you in return
but then you lied, lied, lied,
    all of those girls you were with
    but you had the audacity to come home to me after long days with them
    expecting me to worship you still

I seemed to had forgotten that not all gods are good
and that some require sacrifice
and for you,
it was in the form of all of me