It’s not exactly flattering,
but this song always plays in my mind
whenever you resurface:

Say hello to the girl you can't let go.
Does she know when you're home,
it's me you're trying to call on your phone?
I'm holding back everything I wanna say—
consider yourself lucky
that I'm choosing to behave.

Does she know?
That you have a dummy account?
That through your dump account,
you still try to message me?
You have a girlfriend now, boy.
So why do you keep insisting on reaching out?

We never got closure, and honestly—
there’s nothing left to say.
It’s over.

What was the point of reaching out to me?
To check in?
You should have done that back when we were still together.
What changed now?
When you chose to break us apart,
did you think about it then,
or is it only crossing your mind now
that you’ve found happiness with someone else?

Every time I hear our theme song,
I no longer think of you.
I no longer remember our memories.
The only thing that comes to mind is the moment you left me.

You should’ve realized that back when we were together.
So sorry, boy—
your loss, not mine.