I don’t understand how you cut me out.
How it was so easy to snip your scissors out
And cut me from your life.
You thought I was too attatched,
Too many strings you had to cut.
What you didn’t realize was that I would’ve let go
I you just would’ve asked me.
Now instead of remembering those days
With a smile on my face
I find myself hating those who chose you over me.
The friends I lost when you decided we were done.