That's what i think of you.

You've been the best for me,
You held my hand,
through the good and bad,
You brightened everything,
even the darkest day.

You accepted me for who I am,
the girl who games,
but also likes to tan.
You saw my flaws,
as perfection in your eyes.

You told me you loved me,
and for once I believed it;
Felt it down to the bone.
You sent chills down my back,
and put laughter in my eyes.

But you gave it up,
traded me in for something new,
something borrowed,
something huge.
Yet I seill somehow love you.

Oh, and FYI.
You're a tool.