You said "I love you" like it meant something, even though it only meant something to me.
The next day you said "I don't love you anymore" and well that where our story ended.
since then I have been not myself and no one sees that. I have been hiding out in my bedroom.
You seem happy now while i'm here having no motivation to do anything.
But all I can really say is I hope you're happier now and that you're having fun, because I miss you.
People are telling me to get over you but they don't get it, you are the boy I will go back to no matter how much you have hurt me.
You are the boy who could make me fall in love over and over again. You were my first love, I have never loved anyone more. I know I have many more years to love someone but the rest won’t ever be like you and I think that’s what hurts me the most.