Clearly you had the chance and you blew it, so why should I suffer for what you did to me? You had a whole year of university. A whole fucking 9 months. But then you told someone the day before you were leaving, not being with me was your biggest regret.
You broke up with me in bed and we argued for hours and I cried my eyes out, but you kissed me and told me we were just kissing on a "friendly basis".
We broke up and you saw me crying to someone else so you thought I was crying over you, so you wiped away my tears. What kind of fucked up logic is this? You fuck me up so I'm nothing more than shit, but then you come back and tell me I'm better than the fucking stars. What am I supposed to do?
Like you said, you don't deserve me. You had me and you lost me. I deserve better. I deserve someone that's not you. Someone who's going to make me smile all the time and not just when they want. Someone who will care more about me than when I cried. Someone who will take me out for dinner, reply to my messages, buy me flowers and hold my hand and not be afraid of it. I miss you so much you son of a bitch, but I know nothing will ever happen anymore. Just wish me the best like how I wished the best for you. That's all you could do for someone who told you they loved you, but you've never replied to.
