My heart is ****** and bruised,
because you were my muse
for everything.
I'd give my entire soul,
if you needed it.
I told you I'd never give up on you
no matter how hard it got.
And you said the same.
But then things changed.
You said you couldn't give me what I needed,
but I didn't care.
You filled me with life,
and love,
and that's all I wanted.
You said you didn't want something serious.
You said you couldn't treat me like a girlfriend should be treated,
that you didn't feel like being a boyfriend.
You said you didn't feel like being in a relationship.
But after you cut off all ties with me,
you went to her.
The same one you said I didn't have to worry about.


Now my mind won't stop plaguing my with the constant thoughts,
"What was wrong with me?"