I no longer ache for you
I don't even think I really miss you anymore.
There are achingly sad songs
That make my heart a little sore
But I've moved on from you.

There will always be happier songs
That remind me of what I haven't yet given up
And I don't know if you're being spiteful,
Bitter, Angry, Sad, Corrupt,
But "we" does not exist anymore.

"We" ceased to exist when you lied;
When you could not make good decisions for yourself
Before even fathoming making good ones for me.
I do wish you the best, sincerely.
But please, live life without me.