i don't want to waste my time with your pretty face
if you're just going to walk. i don't want to be
your friend with benefits, or just another number
in your phone. i am not an alternative
to being alone.

they called it a painful breakup,
and i heard it really messed you up. but then,
if i did to you everything you put me through,
i'd take it hard too.

I'm so tired of you keeping me down.

maybe it did take a crisis to get to know yourself.
maybe you needed to get whacked hard by life before you understood what you wanted out of it.

you know what?
you are loved and you are okay right now.
everything else is an illusion. worry, regret,
and anxiety are all mental constructions called up
by our minds to distract us from the terrifying realization that underneath it all,
we are just fine.

hey, did you hear about the one that got away?
they say he looked left, while she turned right.
they were meant to be together but not that night.
it's when fate’s running late that we
tend to make mistakes.

and that's when i knew
i'd said something ugly, something final,
words i couldn't take back regardless of how much
i wanted too. there was no white out for this.

you were history with the slamming of the door,
and i made myself strong again somehow.
and i haven’t wasted any of my time
on you since then.

if you’re reading this, congratulations,
you’re alive. if that’s not something to smile about,
then i don’t know what is.

I don't wanna leave you, but baby i need to, there's gotta be better than this...

That's it.
I'm putting my walls back up.
Never tearing them down again
or letting people through.
I should have never let you in.

Sometimes you have to try not to care, no matter how much you do because sometimes you can mean nothing to someone who means so much to you. It's not pride, it's self-respect.

Holding onto something that is dying doesn't keep it alive, sometimes you just have to say your goodbyes, dry your eyes & walk away.

There's one thing i wanted to say: you were what i wanted, i gave what i gave. Im not sorry i met you. Im not sorry it's over. Im just sorry there's nothing left to save.

I’m happy now. I’m not holding onto false hope that we’ll be together again. I’m not fooling myself anymore. And it just feels so good that I can tell myself the truth. I’ve never needed you. In fact, I’m better off.

I really understand. Because when you love people you want to believe they're good.

I quit. I'm over you. I fell so hard. I was always there when you needed to talk to someone. Yeah, basically I'm tired of being just a friend or chasing you. If you want me, I'm here. But I'm done wasting all my time on someone who doesn’t care.

Breakups suck. Simple as that. And it's a real process, especially if you're the one with your heart in pieces. First you're just in shock, then you're mind-numbingly sad, and then you're bitter. And angry. But eventually, you've got to pick up the pieces and walk away. Walk away from him and the hurt and the memories. It's the only way you'll ever be sane again.

I guess in a way i should thank you. Thank you for teaching me how to never let a man treat me ever again. For walking me through, step-by-step what heartbreak looks and feels like. Now, next time, i'll know the warning signs and walk away.

I'm sorry that i got tired of being second best; tired of loving you too much, only to have you love me too little and I'm sorry that i just want someone who will look forward to seeing me everyday. I'm sorry that i deserve better than this, better than you & what you put me through.