You left me with two answers, to ethier Give up or move on I didn't want to choose But I couldn't just leave it unanswered So say I picked the first one, giving up. I give up and drop everything making it seem like you were never a part of me, when really you were everything. I have to pretend like you didn't matter to me, like I never really wanted to be with you, But you're all I wanted. Or say I pick moving on. The next boy comes along and all I can think about is you. It's not suppost to be like this it was suppost to be you, But wait, You moved on before me. Then I realized there was three answers, You never loved me.