You were my first choice for 3 years now and for you i wasnt even a thought. You pushed me away like i was nothing, less than trash. At least you pick up trash. For me you just keep kickin me while im already knocked out on the floor.
Was it ever there in the first place? Why would you ever choose me, it was great until you suddenly stopped replying and I was left trying to figure out what I did. So here I am wondering if you ever really loved me and if I'll always be second best.