I know you lie to yourself, I won't lie to you.
A broken heart wont mend unless you want it to.
The secret smiles, the awkward silences, the sideways glances;
those days are gone - I get that. And you know what?
I'm cool with it. But let me set a couple of things straight.
First off, I don't know why I loved you. All I know is that I did.
Maybe it wasn't true love, but it was the closest thing I've ever felt.
And even though I didn't get my perfect happy ending,
even though you chickened out and left me hanging like an idiot,
I still believe you're a good person; and I wish you the best.
The memories are already starting to blur around the edges,
but God knows I couldn't ever forget you completely.
Do you understand what I'm saying here?
I'm saying that whether it's a good thing or a bad thing,
you are the reason I am who I am today. Oh God, I hope you know that.
I hope you know that you were the most important
person in my life for a very long time.
You were the guy I thought about while listening to all those songs,
the one guy who made me actually look forward to Mondays.
You were the guy who could make or break me, who had my heart,
but never bothered to do anything about it.
