What if,
I said that,
I Love You.
What would you say?
Would you say anything?
Would you even care?
If I said,
That I moved on,
Could you even,
Say anything?
If I said that,
I didn't care,
Would that even hurt?
No it probably wouldn't,
Because all the pain,
Throughout this all,
Was all put on me.
First you didn't care,
Then you stopped,
Loving me,
Then came along,
The truth,
Then came along,
The break-up.
So in the end,
If you even could,
You still wouldn't say,
Anything
Because you wouldn't
Know what to say,
Because you know,
How much you,
Hurt me.
Or atleast,
I hope you know,
How much you hurt me.
In the end,
I don't freaking,
Care anymore.
I'm giving up,
On love,
I'm giving up,
On you,
And I'm,
Going to forget,
Your face,
Sooner or later.
But still today,
Your in my head,
Like an ongoing,
Picture that will,
Never leave.
Although I want,
To forget you,
And forget you fast,
I don't know
How fast,
That day will come.
Your face,
Is always in my head,
Your love is always,
In my heart.
I don't care,
About you anymore.
I don't love,
You anymore.
So why is it so,
Damn hard to forget,
A person like you?
Is it because,
Of the way,
You used to love me?
Is it because,
Of the way,
You still care about me?
I want to let you go,
I want to set you free.
But still you are still,
Holding me back,
From doing that.
When will the day,
Ever come that,
I will finally,
Forget you,
And you are,
No longer,
An image in
My head every,
Single day.
I'm sick of you,
I'm through with you,
So please move on,
Go away and,
Leave me alone.
I'm done with you,
But I was really,
Done with you,
A long time ago,
So please move on,
And get me,
Out of you're mind.
You're out of mine,
So I don't want,
To be in yours.
Goodbye,
I'm through with you.
