Did you mean to do this to me?
I wonder if you think about us.
It's stupid, I know,
to still think about it.
It eats me inside,
to wonder if I made the right choice forgetting you.
Because it's not like that's what I'm doing.
Those late nights in my garage.
The times we spent at the park
Swinging higher,
wanting to take off and never look back.
betrayal hurts everyone.
But you hurt me the most.
Do you think about me?
Do you regret what you did?
maybe I'm just crazy.
To think you were worth it
