i'd be lying if i said i didn't miss you.

It's funny how the less you talk,

the more you begin to realize it wasn't meant to be.

It's funny how slow it began,

and how fast it ended.

It's funny how in the beginning he liked you,

but in the end, he liked someone else.

It's funny how he meant everything to you,

but you meant nothing to him.

Isn't it ironic? We ignore those who adore us, adore those who ignore us,

love those who hurt us, & hurt those who love us.

Now it's back to the way we started. Strangers.

Sometimes, some people say so many things

that you end up wondering how much of it is

actually true & how much of it is bullshit

they tell you so that they can keep you

in their lives.

I didn't give up because I didn't care,

I gave up because you didn't.

I miss how you never gave a shit, but you always seemed to care.

I miss the way you would be such a dick, but you were somehow always there.

If a guy wants you, nothing can keep him away from you.

If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.

Ignorant men don't know what good they hold

in their hands until they've flung it away.

Don't worry, he'll miss you.

You're the best he could get, & he blew it.

Don't let him make you think for one second

that this was your fault, because it isn't.

He screwed up & you did absolutely nothing wrong.

You gave him your heart, you trusted him to keep it

& to protect it, but he couldn't.

Honestly, he's not mature enough.

He's not smart enough.

If he was smart, he would have

cared for you with every fiber of his being

& been with you every spare second he could,

but he didn't, & now you're gone.

Don't you cry.

Don't call him telling him you miss him.

I'm stuck in a thousand moments.

Each involves the moment I fell in love with you.

There were a lot of them.

When the past calls, let it go to voicemail...

it's got nothing new to say.

I want you back in my life but I just can't have you.

You already moved on and clearly I didn't.

But I like to tell myself that I have because I believe

that when we tell ourselves the same thing

over and over again, there comes a time when we actually believe it.

I miss you. Come back to my life please.

And sometimes, someone can mean so much to you,

not even the truth can change your mind.

Everyone tells you that you deserve better,

but no one is willing to give it to you.

One day you will realize

how much I was there for you

when I'm gone.