When you love someone, it's hard to tell real life from fantasy.
I was living in some world where no one could actually see the real me.
I was trying to be something I'm not.
And something I knew that I could never be.
I was trying to change myself, to be good enough for him.
I didn't know that he didn't really love me.
He only loved me for what he had changed me into.
Unfortunately, I realized that to late.
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