but you didn't feel the same.
you felt an obligation to make someone happy, why?
you lied to me this whole time, why?
you do more harm than you do good, you know? i stick around hoping that you'll change your mind and want me, you never do.
this painful game of waiting to be good enough for you never stops.
i'm a pawn in your game, it's all i ever was. i'm just a playing piece you want to offer up for the other team's grabs.
you cannot wait to be rid of me.
everyone loves me when i'm an idea in their head, aa fantasy, and then they meet me.
i meant nothing to you; i gave you everything i could, but it was still not enough.
it's all never enough. i was never enough.
admit it, you feel obligated. and you never wanted me.
you wanted an idea.
you felt obligated.