It's hard to know that you still care about me. I am not sure which is worse. For you still love me but not long for me? Or for you to not care at all? Which is the lesser evil: do I love you still or hate you? I feel bitter and broken either way. The girl that loved too much. The girl that loved too hard. That girl who gave you everything. Every single part of me. Every part you wanted and I eagerly gave it up. I can still feel you inside of me. When the memories start to choke me, I feel like it will never end. I am lost. I don't know what to do. All I had is yours, you gave it back to me brittle & bruised. I feel dirty. I feel used. I gave too much to you. When you gave me nothing in return. I thought you wouldn't leave me. I gave you everything you wanted. Which I thought was me? I guess I was wrong.