All I ever did was love you, need you,  want you, and try desperately to be  what you desired.  In the end, it seemed  to be nothing.  It seemed to me that you  began to view me as something that  could be discarded at your leisure.  
 
 Why couldn't you see what was here for  you?  Why couldn't you feel what  forever would be here, just for you,  freely offering to you all there was?   |