I like to think what we had wasn't a mistake
That it was Good While It Lasted and there is nothing to Regret
But that would be a lie
What we had was bitter and full of
Resentment
We were limiting each other, and we knew
It
Yet there was a twisted sort of love that unraveled and found its way to my heart and when it was over it broke me and brought back tidal waves of emotions; all bad.
I hope you're happy, and I mean that with all sincerity
Make no mistake, I hate you, I really do.
Like when fire slips its guard and kisses water and it becomes all consuming and it diminishes and soon leaves only
Ashes
Ashes and pieces and bitter resentment lies in my heart. I was blinded by hope and tortured by faith.
Still, I hope you are happy, I truly do.
Make no mistake, I hate you, all that ever was in my heart burned and turned into
Ashes
I am only a shadow of the girl I used to be and I owe it all to you.
I hope you are happy.