I close my eyes to imagine a day,
When my stomach won't knot at the thought of your name.
I can't help but wonder if you know what I feel,
Or if you'd care to know that the pain makes me question if it was ever real.
The thought of a day where you and I don't exist
Brings tears to my eyes, but I can't continue like this.
Because what you give is far less than what you receive,
I'd be cheating myself if I continued to believe
This was anything deeper than a deal we had made.
You got what you wanted, and I just got played.
Don't get me wrong, I know I lied to myself.
I wanted to believe you were in love and just needed my help.
But, that makes it hurt worse; the blame lies with me.
You never said that we'd ever be.
I can't even say that we still act like friends.
You don't come around unless my body's to lend.
I know at this point that I have to let go.
One day I'll feel better and have something to show.
I'm sure it sounds selfish, but I'll admit here and now,
I hope when I'm gone, you'll miss me somehow.
Maybe when I stop trying, you'll finally see-
You could have had something special If you cared about me.
It likely sounds silly, but I wish for a day,
When you'll think of me sadly, as the girl who got away.