Guess it did not really matter
You don’t need him
I gave you everything
And still you treat me like I’m nothing
Ignoring me
Over and over again
Thinking what I did wrong
I have a habit
Of loving what is destructive
Besides the cigarettes
And hazy drunken nights
I loved you
And you sure had the power
to make me feel
completely
utterly
worthless
I deserve better
The overthinking 