"I love you," you told me,
You said it as some sick joke.
You really didn't mean it,
But I thought you did.
You hurt me and I cried,
Cried over you, you worthless boy.
The one who made me want to die,
And vanish into the air.
"I love you," is what you didn't mean,.
But still you had to say it.
Say it and make me think,
That you wanted to be here with me.
You would be one I thought that I would love,
For years, and years to come.
But now that I am over you,
My new new has begun.
But, now I thank you constantly,
And our friendship has begun.
I didn't know what those words could do,
But, there was just a few. |
