It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me. I tried to be what you wanted and who you needed. I was not perfect, I knew that. But my love was. I cared for you and I would have done anything for you. I was trying to fix myself when you came along. Your presence lit a little fire inside of me and made me want to hurry up my healing process. You were kind to me and told me you love and appreciated flaws. You said you believed flaws are there for a reason. You said they were made for the right person to appreciate. I thought, great. So I showed you mine and tore down my walls myself. I proudly presented myself to you almost like a gift or when princesses present themselves infront of a prince hoping you would choose me. But then you wouldn’t even dare to take a step forward. Instead, you took a step back. Now I’m sitting here. Like a kid who just wanted to throw a party but then nobody shows up. Lost and confused.