I don't know if you see it but you fucked me up. You destroyed me, took my heart in your hand and then let go and just dropped it and you did not care to pick it up again.

Seeing you in school is hard. I don't have any feelings left for you, but the wounds still hurts. I haven't cried over you in a long time but I can feel the tears building up in my eyes once again... I push them away. I won't let you hurt me again. You really broke me. I won't let you. I won't.

My heart is still beating but I think that a part of it will always be with you. I don't know if I want it that way but it is like that now. You'll always be special to me, even though you completly messed me up.

You'll always play a part in this game. This game we call love. You'll be in every step I take and every move I make, I'll always look back and see you.

I don't like what you did, but still I can't help it, this is the way I feel. You'll always be special.