Declaration of

Wait, honestly I'd thought I'd lost you.
And in all that confusion I remembered I really didn't mind.
I'm a better, more well adjusted, relaxed man without all that bullshit included.
So I suppose this move is a calculated, precise plan. I never really thought about that, and when I really sit and think. It's true I feel much less petty and a stronger much more complete man.
And when you say you were upset or your feelings were hurt. Think about how many times I had the same done to me. Inside jokes and times when I stuck my neck out for you. And somewhere in that chaos something just snapped and I realized I'm just better off without you.

Loved, Lost-love

These were the days of ripped jeans and sore knees.
Climbing hills of foggy streets.
As that same old skyline draws near the day rushes on.
Yet in my ears all I hear is that same old man's
"loved, lost-love" droning, sorrowful song.