The best way I knew

I was there for you the best way I knew how. I wasn't rich monetarily but I believe I more than made up for that in being there for you an ear when you needed it. Holding you when you were hurt, hugging you when you felt defeated like the world was closing in on you. When you cried because you felt like no one cared for you, I laid next to you and held you letting you know you're not alone.  All I asked for in return was consistency, honesty and love, the exact same that I have to you.  You said you could give that to me, understood what it meant. I don't think you understand the notion of give and take, you just take. I'm not perfect my faith maybe lacking but I seek God daily and I prayed for you, blessings and happiness and peace for you, I hoped would repair what was broken in you. To make you see what I did when you were in front of me, a man with a beautiful heart. Yet some how my prayers were answered but you turned on me in the ugliest way.  I cared for you the best way I knew how and you turned on and betrayed me. So now the best I can do, is worry about what best for me.