Fuck you I wish you care.
(I wish you’d cared.)
But you really don’t.
(And you never did.) I guess that’s okay.
(Fuck, no, it’s not.) I felt so happy,
because you chose me.
(I couldn’t believe it!) But you only did–
Because I was convenient. You didn’t love me.
(Because I was good.)
(Because I was nice.)
(That’s why you don’t.) (Because you just preferred—)
(Hot messes, broken hearts,)
(assholes, excitement, somethings bad) God, you were great.
It was all pretense. 
We were just pretending,
And I believed us. (Well, actually, not really.) What a fucking farce. Fuck, I loved you. I really, really did. 
(I wish I didn’t.)
I wish I’d never. But, god, I did. I had loved you. and you, (but you) You just walked away.
(Like you always do.) But, maybe, that’s okay. Of course, it isnt. (And, it never was.) And you know what? Good fucking riddance, asshole.