I use to cry a lot because of you. But I have started to cry a lot because well going through this I lost a piece of me that I love. A piece that I only got back after staying with my family for a week. Leave my life please.
I didn't stop loving you. I decided to stop showing it because no matter how hard I tried, you wouldn't get it. It was obvious you had 'unfinished beginnings' and you used me to finally get it. Well you got it. How does it feel?