I know you’re gonna blame me for every problem,always seems like I’m the only one fucked up one in this relationship,you said I’ve gotta work on some stuff and I don’t deny it but everybody got their own imperfections.

The beginning of March was the beginning of our end,all those late nights and long days,we would waste arguing and fighting about stuff that don’t matter,I tried to choose us over my demons but I failed and then you made a choice to end our love on the 28th,exactly on our anniversary date.

I wouldn’t take a chance on love if I knew that loving somebody would bring me so much pain,I wouldn’t trust you with my love if I knew that it wouldn’t mean a thing to you one day.

Even though I was never the best,I was never ready to lose the love we had and from the moment you decided that it’s over between us,I throw myself to many things,hoping it’ll save me from my heartache.