My mistake

I see him walk by and I think "why did I fall".
I hear the phone ring and I want it to be him.
I see him in a store and I wanna cry.
So I do.
I go home, lay on my bed and cry myself to sleep.
The next morning I wake up, my eyes are puffy, my face is wet from the tears and I just want everything to be over.
I dont want to hate him and I dont want to get hurt. Why cant it be the way it was?
Why does life have to be so hard?
He tells me not to worry and he tells me that he is sorry but for some reason I know not to believe him and I do it anyway.
I need a break from life.
I need a break from this world.
I will go down sooner or later.
Why not sooner?
I see him walk and I pick myself up.
I hear the phone ring so I answer it.
I see him in a store and I laugh in his face because he lost the best thing to him.
He lost a gift and I lost a mistake.