The words that you spoke,
the lies that I believed,
the hours spent on the phone
just listening to your voice
and your promises
and your truths (what truths?!)
The three nights meant everything to me.
and no matter how I say it, it's still
always the same .
And I know it meant something to you,
but it's just not fair to me,
during the months I spent dreaming of us?
You fell for her.
How could I have expected anything?
You soothe my fears and allay my qualms,
and I somehow "foolishly" believed that you would be there
I would have been there for you.
She hurt you, and I'm so sorry
that you don't have someone
who would treat you like I would have.
But I'm not going to be there for you when you cry,
because you weren't there for me,
and you are the reason for my tears
every single night.
And... sorry hun, but...
You simply wasted my time.