My Dear

What am I to you?
Your pretty little toy?
Oh I was a fool,
To ever trust this boy.

I loved you once,
So very long ago.
You loved me too
This much I know.

Soon there were emotions
You failed to express.
During which you had no notion
Of my hearts distress.

So I began to let go,
Tried to forget
How many times you put on your show,
The way this fool was your asset.

Then something occurred.
You needed me,
To make you feel adored.
We were never meant to be.

I made this known,
Your helper never came.
As time has shown
I no longer feel the same.