I don't wish you the best, you were my everything but you hurt me.
I think about us, about what we were a lot. I forgave you for all.. The hurting, the bruises, the harm all that you did.. But still...

I don't wish you the best, I still don't understand what was shameful in fallin' for me. I still don't understand how it could ruin what we've had because we've had something. I still don't understand why you had to pretend.

I don't wish you the best, I am still ashamed of myself for letting you have me. I am still ashamed that I let you take so much space. I am still ashamed that you saw my weakness. I am still ashamed that I have ever shed a tear on you. I am still ashamed that you made me feel like I wasn't good enough.

[ You knew how I felt and if you did not feel the same you should have said something. If you wanted to preserve what we have you should have been honest. now it is too late. I still remember because it was the first time someone played me and broke my heart.

I used to be mad that you ruined everything. ]

I don't wish you the best, you lost it when you left.