When?

When did this start?
Why did it start?
Why is it weird to say your name?
Why does this always feel like a game?

When you said I love you,
I believed you.
When you said we\\\'d be together,
I should have said whatever.

I\\\'ll hold my head high,
I\\\'ll even say goodbye.
To all our memories,
Like all these stains on my Capries.

I\\\'ll look at my wrists and laugh,
On why I almost took my life.
For some one like who you,
Who is a fool.