I can't tell you that I wake up everyday and it doesn't hurt anymore.
If I did, I'd be a liar just like you.
But I'm not like that. Even if you never noticed.

If I could have you for another day, I'd let you break my heart one more time.
Because secretly I wish I could lose you again.
(And maybe I already have)

If there were words that would make you change your mind, I'd say them.
And I'm sorry. I mean that.
But you hurt me too. Even if you didn't mean to.

I can't tell you that I wake up everyday and it doesn't hurt anymore.
But somedays I'm okay with that.