You claim I was the one you wanted, yet you forget.
And you, you always said it was him that is your favorite, yet it still hurts when you forget.
And you, you say I could be yours, yet you forget too.
A six-year-old promise, still not fulfilled.
A lifetime of reminders that I'll never measure up, just got longer.
"Things will never change." Yet this won't ever happen to him, or even him for that matter.
How many times do I forgive? How many times do I forgive, and truly think things will change, only to be disappointed?
I have no more cheeks to turn.
His heart breaks a little with mine every time. It's not fair. Every smile shouldn't be dampened with tears.
Am I selfish? Too sensitive? Just delusional? Is it my expectations that get me into trouble? Is this my fault?
How many times can a heart break?