I'm here deciding between
Whether I want to remember
Or if I want to forget.

I could process
How much I hate you,
Or I could just vaguely hate you
From a distance.

And I'm the type of person
Who likes to find the best in people
Even after they leave me broken,
Or after they pull that whole
Massive betrayal or whatever
You think I'd call it.

And I wanted to find good in you
After all these years,
But you've pulled too much,
Hurt too many people,
Lied too often.

And maybe,
Like me,
You've changed too.

I'm not big on
Vengeance anymore.
I don't open up
Quite so often,
And when I do
It's much more gentle,
Much more calm.

Just so you know,
No one's gonna chase you.
No one's gonna chase me.
No one's making us
Relive who we were.

So run away,
Like you always do,
And I'll be here,
Growing up.