I hear everyone saying that they love me
But do they really mean it?
I feel like they only say it to keep me around
Because they enjoy how comfortable they are with me
How good I make them feel about themselves
How high I keep lifting their ego
But I know all I do is overthink
Because I look for facts all the time
When people start confusing me
And not showing me what they really want
I should be accustomed to being a toy in people's hands by now
Because all they do is use me
Love this warm-felt, beautiful written love story bestie :D Xoxo















