Not necessarily a bad thing, I think
It’s like anonymity, but my soul remains
I talk, I laugh
I cry, I get mad
I do everything that anyone else can do
But when I look in the mirror
I don’t know who is looking back
How do you ask someone why they cheated on you?
You’re left with these endless thoughts of what you could’ve done better or what you could’ve stopped doing.
And when they say you did nothing wrong, it’s almost...worse.
Because then you know you gave it your all to love someone, and so much more with these hopes to be loved back the way you loved them.
And yet they still couldn’t have the capacity to love you back in the basic way that anyone should be loved.
They didn’t see your worth. They didn’t see your efforts as worth it, so they tried to find that love in someone else.
As you then start to devalue your worth and your efforts, you feel like you’ve wasted so much time on this earth trying to please someone who never loved you and ultimately already knew that they probably were never going to.