Mistakes are made...

Mistakes are made,
Like being your friend,
I know I will regret it all,
In the end.

I hope this hurts,
I hope you know,
That you remind us,
Of a ho.

So goodbye Tara,
Let us no longer speak,
Until water hits,
The dryest creek.

You know longer know,
How I feel,
I hope that from this burn,
You never ever heal.

I hope you see this,
Isn't written in rage,
I hope you realize this,
As you turn the page.

I hope you feel bad,
Like Dave does,
I hope you hurt,
Just because.