zellian

I dressed up for you, in hopes that you would see this.
And that you would want to make me yours again, that you would want me by your side to show off.
That your friends would be jealous of us both. “How happy they look together, how paired they seem to be!”
But then I remember that you left me, I remember the reason you left too.
And I wonder if me doing this was actually all in vain…