Truths

Truth be told I love you.
I loved you.
I care about you.
I cared about you.
Here it is almost three in the morning and all I can think about is you.
How sick I am because of you.
But I don't have only you to blame.
Me look at me.
You look at her and then you look at me and it all makes sense
I sit and hope, and yes this may sound extremely bitter that you'll know what this feels like.
I cared so much about you in such a little amount of time.
She knows this.
And all I can think is I hope she considers this.
So now you want nothing to do with me because you want to pursue someone so much more beautiful than me.
I just want to forget all about me.
Because you didn't love me.