I always saw the best in him
all of the parts that no one else could see,just me,
I always saw the beautiful things that I wanted him to be,but he never wanted to be them,
I always saw him and he saw me, but the truth is
he doesn't know what love means and the only thing he actually does know is how to hurt me
but the truth is that the truth hurts,
and even he knows
my love was never something he deserved.
