Like I care,
As far as I'm concerned
You were never here.
Let me tell you something
I feel nothing right now.
The past? history.
All that now is just a myth to me.
I don't think I even care enough to be bitter,
As a matter of fact I don't think I care at all.
Joke is the love I used to have must have withered away,
I didn't even notice it's gone.
It's funny how, best friends become strangers
And how, loved ones become hated.
You crossed that thin line between love and hate,
Then I guess you just carried on skating.
Wasted, time and effort all invested, And money.
Yes I did just say that.
See because at the time I didn't mind but In retrospect,
I could have saved that.
But I have no regrets, not even you…
And I should regret you.
But then, who knows what other mistakes
I may have made,
If I had never met you.
Who knows and who cares,
All I know is you're history now.