I check the screen just one more time waiting To explode. For every word you type to me is purely my Regret. "I see that you dont miss me now, but I'm Sorry for what I did." You say the line so freely that it seems Like something owed. How about let the past stay there and act As though we never met. The emotions that I once suppressed are all Because of what you did. Don't call my number not a digit until You realize, the pain that I feel comes Because of your lies. Sometimes I wonder if it best you died, Then the thoughts of yesterday squeeze inside My head. So now I lay empty hearted deep inside my bed. Truth be known I hurt so bad because you lied.