Beautiful.

You told me I was beautiful.
And there was truth in every word.
You kissed me with intensity,
Until my vision blurred.

You said my body was beautiful,
And fantasized about us entwined.
But you said talking to me was enough,
And I didn't know you were lying.

You said my mind was beautiful,
But then you manipulated it to Hell.
I tried to escape your mind games,
But you twist my words so well.

You made me feel beautiful.
But then you made me feel like sh!t.
You made me feel no good enough,
And tore my self esteem to bits.

Now I no longer feel any beauty.
And after all this time,
I think you were no good for me,
I think this with my beautiful mind.