Used

to say it, to think it, to mean it, to hear it and think you were true. But now I don't say it, don't think it, don't dare even feel it, but every time I breathe it is there. Now the pain has stopped though, and I think I am getting used to you. Used to think that what I really needed was someone like you to help carry me through. Used to think what you really needed was someone like me. Now how could that be? Now I see that I was the last thing on your mind and the last thing you need is another "I Luv U"er. That's okay, the last thing I need is another "No" giver. Used to ache, now it's gone. Used to care, now I can't.