I let my guard down, and then you pulled the rug.
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved…
I guess it is unfair to hope that infatuations will last forever. People will admire you for a little bit. They might even obsess about you for some time. Until you make a mistake and slip and fall down the pedestal. Or maybe even if you never did anything wrong, eventually they find the next newest, shiniest thing. Whichever one comes first.
Forever a Pretender 