i used to think about a life. one that i would live with you. i used to think about the moments and all the things that we would do. now i've grown a little more. i can tell what's real and fake. oh, you've changed quite a lot. i can see why we needed a break. cause i don't love you anymore. i'm sorry. i'm not that sorry. cause you kinda treated me like shit. i hope you're sorry, you better be sorry. you've tried to play your card again. it's been one too many times. i gave you a second chance but by the fifth, it was a crime. it was partially my fault for thinking that you'd actually care. i guess i wanted to believe that maybe some love was in the air. you tried to cheat with some other girl. how's that supposed to make me feel? but i hope you know that i wish the best for you. i know deep down you're a good guy but i was so tired of all the lies.