If it starts hurting too much, give me a call. 

I'll walk you through the pain, try to break the fall. 

I think we found comfort in each others bad habits.

 I think a lot of what we went through wasn't supposed to happen.

 I think it was fun while it lasted and heart wrenching when it ended. Once upon a time we were lovers, only past midnight.

Once upon a time we were friends, only on certain days. 

You had me popping pills I never meant to do, screwing with my head that's all you used to do. Fucking with my heart you were good at that too. 

I used to say you were my favorite person, I used to think you were the only one that really saw me. But you saw what you wanted to see and when it got ugly, you had covered your eyes. When it got to be too much you threw me aside, said you were ready to heal and left me behind. 

I had to swallow my pride when you came back to apologize. Put on a smile and nod my head, tell you it was all okay through gritted teeth. 

At the end, when things got the ugliest you chose to turn your head the other way, must've been prettier that way. Must've been easier to fathom the mess you had made of me. 

Must have been easier to lie to yourself and to tell yourself that I needed to go through that alone. That all of it would've made me stronger and it did, but it also taught me to never trust a thief that runs away with your heart and comes back with half of it in pieces.