You used to tell me i’m perfect
Maybe now you’ve realized that I am the polar opposite.
You used to tell me every day that I was beautiful
That was before you had seen every part of my skin and mind.
You used to remind me that you loved me.
Maybe you gave up because I found it hard to believe that anyone would love someone like me.
So where am I now? Who am I now? Am I of any importance to you anymore?
It all dies down, but I never thought it would diminish.
You make me feel worse than I should.