You told me you missed me today and I felt confused.
Because I remember a time when I believed we were meant to be.
When I dreamed about our future, when the thought of you gave me butterflies, when you made me happy...
But I also remember how you used me.
How you hurt me, how you broke me, how much you made me cry.
I remember all of the good, but I remember all of the bad, too. It's hard to forget it when there's so much more of it.
The truth is, you never truly loved me.
I don't think I ever truly loved you, either.
I was living in a fantasy world of my own making.
Where you were some fae prince and I was some human commoner you chose to be your princess.
I fell in love with the idea of you, and you fell in love with the idea of me.
But, you were never any kind of prince, and I was never some weak girl that needed saving.
I think thats why you kept leaving and coming back: to show me over and over how you could save me.
But it was you that I needed saving from.
So, I saved myself for a change.
I no longer wanted to be a part of your vicious cycle of disenchantment.
I deserved better than some false prince with a pathetic hero mentality.
So I found myself someone who would love the real me and was worthy of my love in turn.
I found happiness, and I had hoped you did too.
You used to swear you could never be with anyone that wasn't me, but you moved on.
You swore your fealty to another and wear your oath on your left hand.
You are no longer welcome here.
Attempting to darken my doorstep once again.
