It’s all on you, my dear. I’ve done nothing wrong but fall a bit too hard.
So please don’t even come to me with that “I miss you” bullshit. If I really meant that much to you, you wouldn’t have let me go. Or maybe you really were that confused.
Either way, you lost me. Either way you look at it, you let me go, and I’m not coming back. There isn’t really much to come back to at all because you’ve destroyed everything. I just don’t trust you like I used to, and that’s your fault.
It doesn’t really hurt anymore. Most of the time, I just don’t feel anything.
There are moments where it still upsets me, but I don’t get that broken feeling like I did last time. It’s probably because I’m just so disappointed in you.
How the hell are you gonna act like that when you have a girlfriend? But it doesn’t matter anymore, I’m gone.