sometimes I hope you lose sleep at night
thinking of what could have been
thinking of how you ruined the best thing to ever happen to you
thinking of all the memories and good times that we had
but mostly, I hope you’re remembering the little things
the things that someone only notices when they’re deeply in love
the things that you’ll look for in every other girl you meet
the things that make you weep because they were unique to me
the things that you'll never find in anyone else
like the way I twirl my hair back
or how bite my cheek before I cry
the way I laugh when I’m nervous
and the little red mark on my right hand that you always kissed
once in a while I wonder if you lose sleep over what I’m doing
if you’re hoping I’m just as lost as you are
hoping I haven’t moved on
or that I still pine over you the way you pine over me
well I don’t
you broke me
you changed me
you made me forget who I was in order to be better for you
you played the victim
you called it off
you deserve to be kept awake at night
for the ways that you have wronged me