well, now i know how you really feel.

i tried to cry, but the tears won't come. i tried to say something on the bus, on the walk home, but words won't come out of my parched throat.

if this makes you happy, i'll be glad to accept it.

i'm sorry for the wishful thinking on my part.

all the memories won't go, they're built to last. perhaps you won't wanna remember, but i won't forget 'em.

i don't need, and i don't want your apologies. saying sorry won't really help me in any way, would it? i'm just glad you actually did think of us being together before.

you gave me the most smiles, yet you're also responsible for most of the days that i'm sad. all that doesn't matter now;

today it ends.