Look what happened when I'm always a saint. Not losing my faith in love. Look what happens.
Did you know that, I hope you know that we're failing at this hating. But now I'm saying. Look what happened. I hope you know that I am done this time.
So what have I done wrong? Your walls are so thin but so strong. But now I'm in this, in this mess.
And I've been through the hardest of times before. I felt the dark when you locked that door. It's been a month and I'm sick of dwelling. Fuck all the memories they meant nothing to you.
False hopes are what you're made of, you even broke the fake promises that you made. It's time to move on. You convince yourself that you're okay. But through the cracks I know you're just a fake. I hope it's just a phase for you. I'm just old news.
And I've been through the hardest of times before. I blocked the dark when hit the floor. It's been a month and I'm sick of dwelling. Fuck all the memories they meant nothing to you.
I never thought I'd feel this way. I never thought I wouldn't hate the fact that you're not mine and I'm not yours. The sleepless nights are put to bed. The long walks home don't kill my legs. Now I have the energy I can say that I'm pleased you left.