I want you to tell me I’m more special than the other girls because I’ve never told myself that
Instead I tell myself he likes the others more why is there even others am I not enough that u need others to fulfill ur needs cause I can be the only one
Why do I give 99% when all you ever have was 1
You don’t even tell me hey is it embarrassment or timidness
You don’t even know the way you make me feel
Maybe I shouldn’t feel this way
Every time you call I come running back to you
I tell myself not a again but I can’t help myself
My friends tell me don’t do it
But I think maybe if I go with him again he’ll like me
But really there’s so many others who make him happier
I’m just the one there who’s there whenever you want something
Maybe one day I’ll learn to love myself the way I want you to love me