Forgetting.

Oh can this really be,
I finally will forget.
I will forget everything we were,
and I wont have one single regret.

Call me a b***h,
I really don't care.
If you really think that,
then why were you here.

Why did you care,
once upon a time.
Why did you make me believe,
that you would be mine.

Well your last chance passed by,
about a month ago.
I'm fed up with you and I have a boyfriend,
I love him so.

You broke me down,
into the dirt.
I will remember one thing,
as I rip up your favorite old flannel shirt.

You cheated,
and you lied.
Too many tears,
you just let me cry,
you just let me die.

You had the chance,
to save me.
And you didn't,
so now I see.

I see how it is,
with lust.
You just push me,
into the dust.

The dust from the beach,
where we first met.
And although I hate you now,
you are the first guy I won't have loved and regretted.