You made me believe there were nice guys,
But maybe the nice ones are just better at lying,
You made me believe I was worth the wait,
But it turns out you were too impatient,
You made me believe I was beautiful for once,
But I guess I will never have that confidence,
You made me believe that I could be happy,
But maybe I just don't deserve to be,

You can't confess your feelings then leave me on the curb,
Then pick me up when you want me, boy you have the nerve,
To treat me like ******* trash, and walk around all high and mighty,
Saying how much you hate me and and that my tears were most likely,
The repercussions of your actions because, oh how much I miss you,
Well bull ******* ****, without you I feel new,
And now you're at my door step, begging for me back,
Well I'm sorry there bud, I'm done doing laps around the track,
For one stupid boy, who just couldn't treat me right,
You're really just not worth the ******* constant fight.

What you don't know,
Is that I kept the letters because they give me butterflies when I feel bad, especially when I feel bad because of you, they sit on my dresser for times of need.

What you don't know,
Is that I look forward to your drunk calls because they remind me that you think about me when I'm not around, lately they've been lacking but I know I'm still lurking in your mind.

What you don't know,
Is that sometimes when I'm alone I still think of us, and what we used to have, what you're desperately trying to get back, but I push you away because I'm afraid of loss.

What you don't know,
Is that I'm afraid to tell you any of this because then you might find my weak points, and use them against me, then I would fall so hard so fast, and I cannot let myself do that, I must stay strong.

But,

What you don't know,
Cannot hurt you,
Can it?

I used to think I needed you to be happy but you didn't believe me,
You didn't think I was happy so you said your goodbyes,
It's a shame you left though,
And now you want me back,
Once I learned how to happy without you,
I guess I don't need you as much as I thought I did,

The elegance of sitting in a coffee shop alone,
With a coffee to your right,
And a biscuit to your left,
Listing to the slow songs on your playlists,
No one to talk to,
Not the lonely kind of no one,
The comforting kind,
Everyone minding their own conversations,
Meanwhile you're all alone,
In the coffee shop,

I can't date you. Not now, not ever. I thought it was because I enjoy what I have right now but over the course of this past week I've come to a conclusion. Its because I can't find feelings for you. They were once there but you scared them away and I don't believe there is any going back to what we used to have. I'm sorry that maybe I got your hopes up or lead you on but you can get over it. Everyone eventually does. I don't doubt you once had feelings for me but I also don't doubt that you're very confused right now. You don't want me. You want someone new, and I'm only used a different way. You haven't broken me in yet, I'm like a new pair of shoes, everything is uncomfortable right now but you're making an effort to wear me in. Then I won't be new anymore, I'll give you blisters and hurt you. Then you'll go back to your old pair because that's what you're comfortable with. I'm sorry. Goodbye.

I lost it to you,
I lost everything to you,
Now I have lost you,