I looked back on us today, and I honestly don't know why I missed you, and why I wanted you back. Sure, at the beginning we were kids rushing into things we had no idea what about, but slowly, instead of trusting you more, I trusted you less, and the more I loved you, the less I loved myself. But now I'm free, and I'm not sorry. I had to get out. I knew it was over long before you said it. And I thought you broke my heart, but you just made it stronger, making it more resilient. Of course I'll never forget you, and I'll always miss you, but I won't go back. So finally I can say, goodbye my first love. Thank you for being such a fabulous waste of time.
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