I don't blame you for putting your duty first,
but even that alone can't make me resist my thirst.
Love is something that's either a win or fail for me.
But now I know that we weren't meant to be.
Of course the world would matter a lot more,
but I won't be someone you'd mostly ignore.
It's my fault that I rushed us into a relationship.
Next time, I'll do my best to not let my guard slip.
I really tried hard to let you do your own thing.
Every sweet word I've said to you meant nothing.
You're nothing but a waste of time and space to me.
Now I truly understand why I craved to be free.
Some presumptions are true in the end.
I highly doubt that I'd want to remain as your friend.
What's the point of telling me "I love you"
when none of those words end up being true?
I survived my first heartbreaking without tears.
You'll fall out of my life without wasting my years.
You were right, I got bored of you really fast.
But that's what happens when you put me dead last.