You told me that you’re mine and always kissed me instead of "Hi"
But this doesn’t mean that I’m head over toes in with you whatever
You used to beg me hug
and you used to play me tricks
and all those hugs and tricks we shared is now what we call a broken dreams
I hate myself
when my brain tells me that I’m lying
everything we went through was just a waste of time
so I’m writing this for you
and I’m writing this for me
within full of thanks and tears