Hating me

I fell in love with someone who said he could never love me back

I told myself everyday to love him anyway

that maybe one day he would, and he did

 

He loved me for reasons I’ll never understand

He loved me for reasons I don’t think I was

I knew it wouldn’t last and so I ran

 

I ran away to find someone who could love me for me

Someone who was more like me

I ran away from him too

 

I was stuck, I didn’t know who I was or what was real

I only knew he made my heart hurt

He called me a fake, slutty, lying bitch

 

Was that real? Was that right?