Broken

I’ll never be anything other than what I am. That is meaningless bitter and with no tether to anything . I don’t want to be in existence. I wish i could erase my birth . I still hear the voices of the people who have forgotten me. I still wince at reminders of my irrelevance. You worship(ed) his sociopathy you know that right. Ive never felt more small or meaningless then hearing you talk about him. You couldn’t hear the love in your own voice when you bitched about your past with him but i did and it sickened me. You never loved me like you did him and i still hate you for that. I wish i could forget about you like you forgot about me. But I’ll never get close to having anyone like you or anyone at all for that matter. I have far to much resentment and bitterness. I want to let it go and move on but im not that capable. I want some one as amazing as you were to want me like you wanted him. I want to mean the world to someone. It may be egotistical or even narcissistic. But im a human being who has been emotionally deprived and neglected my entire life. Quite frankly i deserve someone to give a damn and not excuses for a quarter assed effort.