I hope every memory we made,
comes back to stab you in the dark.
I hope you feel the exact pain,
that I felt on a cold Sunday night.

I hope every word you said,
comes back to haunt you, like a ghost.
I hope every time you see me,
you realize you're what you hate most.

I hope that every dream you have,
is shattered like the rest.
I hope when you pick up the pieces,
you see me in the mess.

I hope someday you see,
that words mean more than love.
I hope that you remember...