sometimes i think to myself about how much i love you but then i remember love shouldn't feel the way you made me feel. i don't understand why you had to hurt me like that or why you lied to me or what made me less worthy of you then her.. you made me hate myself you went from being my yellow to my black but... i miss the idea of you i had in my head i wish i still was that girl before i met you but i don't even remember who I was all i know is that i was happy. but i know everything happens for a reason i just wish you would've told me you didn't love me when all i wanted was to love you.