you think I'm mad but that's not true
I've got something worse for you
I remember I loved you but that's just it
I don't love you now but I still wont forget
you're not the person that made me smile
you're not the person you were for a while
maybe with me was the time you were fake
and maybe I've ended I give and you take
I don't miss you but I do miss those days
you showed me I mattered in so many ways
it was all up to you, I gave you that choice
I was begging and pleading without any voice
you hurt me, you left me, you forced me to cry
I told you I need you and you said goodbye
but time made me numb and I saw who you were
you were my sickness disguised as my cure
deep down I believed that to me you were real
i mistakenly thought you cared how I feel
but soon I stopped writing and thought of you less
I gave up on thinking I knew you, I guess
now writing this poem, I've not had one tear
I don't even wish that you could be here
to hate you, to love you, would mean that I care
I don't wonder if you're happy while you're over there
I dont want it back, you keep what you took
and I flip past your picture without a good look.