To him you’re nothing

It wasn’t real love  
He just wanted someone to control
Someone to be crazy about him
Someone to entertain him  
 
He tried to control your words
Your thoughts  
He needed to know everything  
You mistook that as caring  
But it was obsession  
It was power hungry need to control  
 
You were a doll  
That he used to exercise his will
To him you were a blank face in a crowd  
Interchangeable  
Replaceable  
 
He doesn’t notice you
He doesn’t miss you  
He doesn’t need you  
He doesn’t message you
He doesn’t call
He doesn’t care
 
You’d stare at your phone for hours on end
Waiting for his “I miss you” text
But that’s something he’ll never send  
Because he doesn’t want a love
He wants someone who he can break and bend  

He tried to condition you like a dog
Tease you with sweet seductive love
Then take it away, to watch you wither in pain
He tried to disguise his motives as acts of passion
But in actuality it was always about him
His need to control, hold, and win
 
To him you’re nothing
But he’s not a good person.