a part of me is dead. lost and forgotten.
you killed it. you stood there and watch my heart die, and then walked away pretending that you have nothing to do with it at all.
cold heartedly turn your back on me, how can i ever forgive you, how did i managed to look past everything in the first place?
i'm was being played like a fool all this while. this is my story, this is my time now.
you will never be part of it ever again.
i told myself all this while, it's worth the wait.
i was fatally mistaken, you were never worth the waiting.

go and lead your happy life, even along the way you have to break some hearts, as long as you are in the center of all the attention.
cause after all, nobody else matters. until they don't matter anymore then it's worth your time.
because you have your defenses high up by then, you have your heart turned to stone by then, you are well protected behind the arms of people who don't care for you as much as i do.
but the term "I" really doesn't matter. because i'm just me, i'm just jeremy.
i'm not a guy who thinks he's a sweet and sensitive, who's a ladies' boy, looks like a stick with a huge nose. or maybe a guy who's 24 years old, buy duck from China just to get you over to his place.
no i'm not them.

i'm just the guy who fought for you, who never allowed you pay for anything, who never let you go home alone after work.
who cooks for you.
who surprises you when you always least expected.
who buys food for you so you will never have to go hungry.
who always make sure you are asleep before going to bed, who waited outside your house for 4 hours when you said you will be home 4 hours ago.
who comes running to you when you start tearing no matter how late the time is.
who sacrifice so much just to be with you.
who calls you everyday without fail even though being out of town.
who pushes you to study and still have to get scolded by you all the time, who is willing to humble himself in town just to make you smile.
who went all out to get whatever things you need so just you can have more time for yourself.
who do so much for your birthday.
who loves you with all his heart.

i'm just that guy, ordinary, nothing interesting, not as good as your other guys.

so if that's the way i'm being treated by you, from now on, don't expect me to be friendly and considerate to you too. i didn't get any of those from you in the first place. you've killed the part of me that once loved you.
this parting will be such a sweet sorrow.


Rachael Yamagata - The Reason Why