You used to think the world of me, remember? You said I was the best person you knew. You said you were so lucky to have me in your life. You used to be proud of me.
I don't think you think of me that way anymore. I know I don't think about myself that way anymore. I don't know who I am anymore to be honest.
Maybe I just want you to see me the way you used to so I can go back to see myself that way too. I want to go back to being that person you thought so much of.
I just don't know how to.
I'm not saying it's your fault although you could have done more.