Notice

 I notice everything.

before you even told me, I already knew. I saw

the lies, the disrespect, and how you slowly

stopped treating me right. but I stayed quiet.

I pretended not to know, because I hoped you'd 

change.

I thought maybe you'd feel guilty, maybe you'd

think of me late at night and realize how much

I cared. I hoped you'd remember that I gave you

all of me without asking for much.

I wanted you to think, "I hurt the kindest girl who

loves me," but you didn't change. you didn't say

sorry. you didn't try.

I kept loving you while you kept hurting me.

and now, I'm done pretending. I noticed

everything. I just loved you too much to let go.

but now I see you were never going to be the

person I hoped you'd become.