a lost love for you

your love looked like roses and smelled like honey, but

your love felt like thorns and smelled of rotten strawberries

i thought you were the key to my happiness, but

i guess you are the key to my sadness

i thought you were my everything, but

it turns out, you arent anything of mine nor ever will be

i sit and wonder if you will talk to me or notice me, but

of course, you are always focused on the much prettier girls,

the girls who have the nicer house, nicer clothes, nicer body, etc.

you've taught me that love sucks and that i do not need it

but in order for me to feel happy, i need someone else to love me, while i can't.

i need someone else to provide the things i can not

as in love, happiness, self-esteem, courage, and much more.

it's sad that i always go to the person who cares least about me when i am feeling blue,

i call out to a person who doesn't notice me when i want them to,

everytime i panic, i find myself wondering off looking for you, but

you will always be interested in other things that are not me

and i have to be at the point where it feels like rock bottom for me to notice that

and if i could just give myself a heads up, i would because being at rock bottom

feels like you are never going to get out.