So sometimes, I'll sit here; I'll think of all the things we used to do.
I'll think of what used to be me and you.
I'll remember how we both let go.
How it hurts so.
And everything we ever had, will never mean a thing to you.
So, we don't talk, anymore?
I guess that's okay, considering you walked out the door.
I know I let you. And I know I regret it too, but somethings in life, you just can't undo.
I know one day, when she breaks your heart, and when you start to fall apart, you'll want me back.
But.. I can't go down that road once more. It hurts too much, what a score.
We'll never be anything more than enemies, because that's how you want it to be.
The complete end to you and me.
You played with her,
You played with me.
How come you're not so friendly?
You tore our friendship apart.
You hurt us both right from the start.
But one day..
You're going to be worthless..
But you're still secretly.. Going to mean the world.. to me.
