I tried so hard.
I tried to be pretty and funny and spontaneous. I tried to be better for you.
I know you’re not supposed to change yourself for someone, but I honestly feel like you were bringing out the best in me.
You didn’t make me change myself. I chose to. So it hurts that I still wasn’t good enough for you.
You didn’t try very hard. You didn’t have to.
I was head over heels for you, and you knew it. You abused it.
Now you’re gone, and I can’t even recognize myself.
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 11:01 AM UTC
I tried so hard.
I tried to be pretty and funny and spontaneous. I tried to be better for you.
I know you’re not supposed to change yourself for someone, but I honestly feel like you were bringing out the best in me.
You didn’t make me change myself. I chose to. So it hurts that I still wasn’t good enough for you.
You didn’t try very hard. You didn’t have to.
I was head over heels for you, and you knew it. You abused it.
Now you’re gone, and I can’t even recognize myself.
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