I thought that we were meet to be, but you just used me for sex. You told me that I was beautiful, I was stupid enough you believe you. I let you in, but I will never forgive myself for it. I cried for weeks, but it never helped. You were there for me when I didn't need, but when I don't need you, you're off with her. You ask why I am jealous and mad, I respond that I still love you but I know I can't have you. Knowingly that you will respond we were just not meant to be, we were just to love birds that went in separate ways. People say I am pretty and that they care, they just don't know the real me. The me I hide, I must of hide from you. Tear drops running down my face, I tell people not to worry and to leave me alone. One day I will be ok, until then I put a fake smile on and hide my pain. Telling myself that maybe you ere right, you don’t love me and I am beautiful and we aren't meant to be. Then I see you kiss her.
