Now that it’s all finished
What’s left of this mess
Anything else to diminish
Anything else to break or
Anything else to hurt
You treated me like I’m dirt
Was this how it’s supposed to be
And is this how it’s supposed to end
Is that the way you want it to be
I don’t think I can be your friend
I don’t think we should talk anymore
And I don’t think you should text me
I think we both need time
I think that you would agree
I don’t know how long it will take me
To forgive you and forget
I want you to know that you hurt me
And its something you should regret