He doesn't love me anymore and I can't stand it.
He never looks into my eyes like he did before.
All of the love I gave him he's thrown away,
for some prostitute that he found waiting at his door.
She is very beautiful I have to admit.
At 6'2" tall with long blonde hair and ocean blue eyes.
Her hair is so fluffy and as soft as cotton.
It flows all the way down to her ankles.
I am nothing like her but, wish that I were.
I am only a brunette at 5'2" tall with brown eyes.
He doesn't look at me with affection anymore,
even when I talk to him face to face.
All I want is a little respect from him,
and for him to tell me that he loves me.
I am so broken inside that I don't know what to do.
I used to be so vibrant and alive before.
Now I sit here in my room and dwell,
so sadly on what I used to have.
With every second that passes me by,
the cuts to my heart get closer and deeper.
I wish that he would call me for once,
just to let me know that he cares.
But, I guess that it's too late and I know,
that deep inside I have to let him go.
Sometimes I feel like hanging myself,
and just letting go of everything.
But something deep inside,
is keeping me here for some reason.
A part of me says that he might come back,
and another part of me knows that he won't.
I am so lost and confused in this world.
I need a friend to turn to right now.
Someone please come and rescue me!
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