But I know better.
I thought you were better too.
I’ll just stay feeling abandoned.
Hopefully someday you’ll remember how much I cared,
how much I depended on you,
how much you meant to me.
Why did you let this happen to us?
I feel so discarded.
Like I never really mattered at all.
Now I’m more uncertain than I ever was before.
Now I’m more invisible and vulnerable than I ever was before.