why can't anything ever fucking end on MY terms?

i was ready to let you go, twice,

but you kept pulling me in,

convincing me that this would work out.

i told you i would rather be alone on valentines day

than think we were doing something and get disappointed.

i shouldn't have expected you to follow through,

cause in the end you disappointed me, again.

well, that's the last time.

happy valentines day.