I'm sorry.
After all the time we had together, I suppose
You must have got bored.
It's ironic
You telling me people got bored of you.
Then turning around and dishing the same injustice out to undeserving people.
To me.
Ignoring my texts and calls
Giving pathetic excuses no one believes.
Not even you.
Right?
Yes, I know I'm right
So the cycle ends here.
I'm giving up.
No more tears
No more years
I'm not going to wait up for you anymore.
Every three months another part of me falls for you
Then you rip my heart out and leave, taking it with you.
I hate who I am without you, but I can't stand you anymore
Or rather your absence.
No,
     I'm not sorry
Tomorrow will be a new day
A dark day, but I will welcome the peace with open arms.