You never did have..

Love.

I thought I understood what that meant. Honestly thinking I was in head over heels in love. Everything was so perfect, every feeling, every thought felt absolutely amazing. When things started falling apart, I still had.. What it's called, Love. Tried everything in my power to keep it alive. My efforts went unnoticed. I still tried.

Trust.

The utmost trust, in addition to love. It comes in a package. Trusted you with your doings with no doubt, trusted you to trust me. Trusted you to love me like I did, you. The feeling you get when you trust someone. I trusted you, to take the best care of my heart after I lost it, and you found it. But in the end, you stepped and wiped your feet on it. Leaving it broken, and dirty on the ground without a care in the world. It is still.. on the ground. Unmoving.

Honesty.

The key. I tried to be, as honest as possible. Tried to tell you what I was going through, how I felt when you stepped on my emotions, how I tried to put in effort to fix what was falling apart. Another derivation from trust. In the end, you never were honest, the way I trusted you to be. You covered the real truth, with false accusations. Making me feel worse then I already felt. For never being good enough.

Loyalty.

Always stood up for you, I did. Slapped the mouths of people who talked rubbish about you. For all the accusations they made towards you, the doubtful thoughts they tried to fill my head with. "You deserve better." My reply was always, " Why should I deserve better, when I already have the best?" You did the opposite of my doings. You agreed with the sayings, and left me in the past. I'm to blame here. For being blinded by my emotions, to hear the truth in what people who loved me said.

Even after all this. Why do i still shed tears, for someone who in truth.

Never loved me?

I will never understand.

"My heart bleeds. And you laugh."