"Fading"

Those hickeys
those scars
I loved..

They are dead and gone
never coming back
atleast from you

You didn’t want me the way I did
you didn’t support me the way I needed
you didn’t hold me the way I am worth

I was just for using
two, three, four times
when you wanted
how you wanted

Now I’m empty
feelings gone
respect for myself gone
respect for you gone

no happy ever after
no nothing

Those hickeys
those scars
I don’t love anymore..