I'm tired ... Tired of waiting, trying, fighting ... for you, for us ... It's time to put an end to.
You know, I thought our story was going to work but you haven't wanted to finish and I'm not going to write it alone. It was good while it lasted, I don't deny but ... it's over.
They say that boys only value things when they lose, then you should value me because you have already lost me.

I have finally wake up babe. I was so stupid!

However much it costs I will be able, I swear to myself I will not turn back. I'll miss you but you're not going to know. I'll think of you until I forget you. There is no pain or sorrow that time does not heal. If they ask for me, tell them that everything is fine with me.
And when you see me on the street, you can smile but continues. You said that you loved me but you didn't prove it. You did everything wrong now you belong to my past.
I bet everything I had and left to lose and surprised by who thought I knew. For you I was a toy. And if you do not know me then you will never know.

Why do you always changes of subject when they talk about me? It is shame? Fear? Or simply, I don't exist anymore for you? I don't care it's all said and done.