I just wrote this in about 10 minutes. Sometimes things just pour out of my heart and today was one of those days.

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I laid in my bed again on another lonesome night, listening to the rain splash on the roof.

I stared at the ceiling for hours watching the ceiling fan go round and round.

I tried to forget the way your lips parted as you told me you loved me.

I tried to forget how your hair fell from behind your ear as you looked up at me like I was perfect.

I tried to picture my future with someone else, but all I could see was you.

You taught me how to love again.

You knew how I had been hurt in the past and promised over and over again that you wouldn’t leave me like the other heartless souls had.

You laid with me on the bedroom floor on the nights where I felt I didn’t belong in this cruel world anymore.

You held me when my anxiety was smothering me and told me everything was going to be alright.

You didn’t care about how my anxiety changed me when it was bad,

You just loved me.

I tried for so long to tell myself that you still loved me as much as when we fell in love.

But soon, you stopped calling me your beautiful brown eyed girl.

You stopped staring at me in disbelief and telling me I was gorgeous when I had no makeup on.

You stopped treating me like I was your princess and started treating me like I was your kryptonite.

Most people wouldn’t have noticed the tiny differences in your actions, but I did.

I knew you didn’t love me anymore, but you knew everything about me.

It would be insane to leave someone that knew everything about you and loved it.

I thought if I stayed with you, I could win you back.

We grew together.

We learned together.

We made promises to each other and made each other happy.

I loved you more than life itself so I tried to save us.

It was that lonesome night that I laid in my bed listening to the rain splash on the roof that I realized, you didn’t love me anymore.

You maybe did at some point, but if you love someone, you don’t let them cry and wonder what they ever did wrong.

You fixed me and made me happy,

And then you threw me up against a wall so I would break again.

The thing is, it wasn’t an accident.

You knew exactly what you were doing.

I gave my all to you and you couldn’t even give me your half.

I act like I’m a lot better now that you’ve moved on to a blue eyed beauty.

In reality, I’m doing better than you even at my worst.

The eyes of a person tell all, and you look broken.

I catch you staring at me again like you did when you still loved me, but I’m not going back to you again.

Our eyes find each other when we look up from our books like they’re magnets.

We were perfect for each other, but too bad you only see that now.