faithway

I thought he loved me.
I feel like such a fool.
My chest is cramping up.
9:47 in the morning at school.

I opened up my e-mail.
A message from a girl,
Describing my boyfriend's body.
Why do I feel like it's the end of my world?

I am such an idiot,
For thinking he actually loved me.
I made love to him because I loved him.
He just wanted to fuck and leave.

She described their positions.
I pictured skin and affection.
I let myself down.
I was my own protection.

I wonder if he was tender,
Very gentle and soft.
Or maybe she has a tongue piercing like me,
But actually sucks him off.

Maybe it was my weight loss,
And the fact I have nothing to show.
Moans, sweat, and screams.
Jealousy, I never wanted to know.

I was never worried,
Or insecure about his love.
He took advantage of that.
I think I've had enough.

I thought he was worth it.
I was so blind.
I should've listened to everyone,
Love made me lose my mind.

The saddest part about this is,
I still love him so.
And I knew that this would fall apart.
But I don't want to let him go.