Melody of Broken-Hearted

It was you.

You used to call me friend, and with sour-smile I replied how honored I was. I still remember your smile, do you ever see it the way I see? It was precious; yet not me to treasured it. Oh, do you even care?

I used to call you everyday, curious of what happen in your little world, you were the key to my own happiness (you never realized it, do you?). You were the first person to know everything happened in my own big-messy life. Oh, do you even want to know?

We used to share our everything. You were the one who have such a big heart, to share it with anybody else. Now I give it back to you, I won't claim yours to be mine. Would you please let me take mine? Yes, it's my heart you've been holding all along, I need to take it back and fix it up. Boy, how you break it into pieces. Oh, do you even smile?

You read my mind, I was too easy to be played, yes I was so young.

Boy, it was you I adored.

Now isn't it clear enough, you heart never been belongs to me, not even now, and it never will. Sometimes you're just unlucky enough to wait for so long to find out you're just wasting your time. Yes, I wasted my time on you, I do know and realize that I was such a fool, how dare you called me your friend not to save my heart? Don't mind the tears, I even lost my count, just promise me to mind your step, don't you dare to step in my heart ever again.

Yes, you.