You called me a flower

You called me a flower, but now
I'm just a burden on you
I'm dealing with problems, but you
You don't want to hear them, do you?
Do you?

Maybe we weren't so bad after all
Maybe it was my fault in the end
I lied and said it would be okay
Like everything was the same
But it was never

Right to leave you
Nor was it right to cry
Over someone else
Someone else

'cus all of the hours i spent
Being the worst version
Of myself
Of mysеlf

Maybe this year wasn't so bad after all
Maybе it wasn't your fault
It was the luck of the draw
I made you hate me
And everything i've ever done
It wasn't any fun watching it happen

I text you for hours
But you? you would never answer
Would you?
And then you'd shrug it off
Like i was the one who was being distant"
That's not what that means, what it means

I know
It wasn't my fault in the end
Its not that it wasn't meant
Meant to be
I love what we had
But i broke free
I knew that i'd be
Happier