Use to be perfect

I love you with all my heart,
and we use to be the perfect match.
But now I feel like your breaking off,
and tearing off the patch.
You are locked in my heart,
but was I ever locked in yours?
Or was I never a part.
Was I never your soul?
Was I never really yours?
Or are you setting me on fire,
with a bunch of coal.
Please stop being this way,
and please act like you use to.
Because lately you have changed.
and I shouldn't have to pay.
I'm breaking into pieces,
and falling apart.
Did you ever love me?
Or was I just a toy,
some simple little flea?
Am I your escape root?
When you forgot your key.
I'm sorry for the way I have been,
but it's a part of my past,
and baby I just want my future.
and want my heart to last.
So clean up your act,
and fix the hole you dug.
Because I have stopped falling,
and I have landed in some mud.
Help me out and be mine again,
because your not you.
and Im hurting from inside.