You were everything. My best friend before anything else. The one who knew me better than anyone. We built something real—at least, I thought we did. But now, when I look at you, all I see is indifference. No regret, no hesitation… nothing. Like I never mattered. Like we never happened.

"You left me falling and landing inside my grave."

I still think about you. About us. The way you laughed, the way your eyes used to soften when you looked at me. Now, they’re cold, distant, like staring into a stranger. I want to ask why. I want to ask if you ever think about me. But I already know the answer, don’t I?

"I take prescriptions to make me feel A-OK…"

It’s funny—how you can be everything one day, and nothing the next. How you can erase someone from your heart so easily while they’re left drowning in the memories. I can’t erase you. I can’t forget. And you… you don’t even care.

"I have these lucid dreams where I can't move a thing…"

Even in my sleep, I can’t escape you. I see you, hear you, feel you—and then I wake up to nothing. Just the ghost of what used to be. And you? You just walk past me, like I’m no one.

"You made my heart break, you made my heart ache."

Tell me… was it really that easy to throw it all away?