I'm not same person as before.
Even since this morning I've changed.
I used to wake up and think " what would you want me to do?"
Now I really don't give a ****.
Because I'm doing me.
You left at my worst , and I'd be a fool to let that stop me from becoming my best.
Don't bother coming back, if you ever think to.
This isn't some hopeful note you'll see, and magically come back.
I don't believe in your magic anymore.