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What was I thinking?
When you looked into my eyes
What did you see?
Did you see a little girl?
The dreamer I used to be?
Did you think I saw you
The way I did back then?
Did you think I was in love with you?
That it was a game of pretend?
While we were sitting there
laughing away the night together
I didn't picture our wedding
I didn't envision our "forever"
You whisper in my ear
“Baby, that’s not me..”
Did I say it was?
Did I want you to be?
I am sorry I was a little lonely
That I trusted you enough to believe
That I gave a little of myself
That I thought it was ok to just be me
I wasn’t asking for marriage
I didn't dream of you dropping to one knee
I didn't want the sun and moon
All I wanted was for you to see me, as ME
Not some little girl with a crush
Not someone fulfilling a 10th grade fantasy
Not a woman looking for her child a father
And certainly not someone trampled so easily
I guess you got exactly what you wanted
And now you don’t need to call anymore
All I wanted was to get to know you
Yet, here I am left feeling like a fucking whore
What in the hell was I thinking?
I wouldn't call it being whorish... hell I just call it love. You see, you fall in, you give... and then either you get something back or lose it all. You gave a ton and the guy or girl obviously wasn't kind enough to give back....
so... hell with it... he/ she doesn't deserve you and never did. Whenever you're with someone you should always give them what you are... and it's up to them to accept it. Don't change for anyone if it compromises who you think you are.
Trust me... you're not a whore... just someone willin to give a lot...