Push, Break, Move.

Push and push,
Until she breaks.
So, now what?
There's nothing left of her to break apart.
Nothing left to torment and torture.
Nothing for you to hurt.
So what if she's broken?
Not like you care enough to put her back together.
But while you walk away from the mess you made,
be sure to take a piece with you.
Just so you can always have the memory of the one girl who cared,
The one who tried,
The one who was too good.
Make sure you never forget her tear stained cheeks as they become an image burned into your memory forever.
Make sure she can't live without that one piece you took.
Make sure she thinks of you at least once a day.
make sure she cries herself to sleep hoping you'll come back to her.
Make sure she can't move on.

Make sure you don't end up the same.
Stealing a girl's heart and breaking it,
You've got some nerve boy.
You have to feel some kind of guilt.
And what's this?
Regret?
Well that's too bad because she's done crying herself to sleep.
She's done thinking about you.
She's done procrastinating.
And she's moved on with her away from you.

So now here you are,
Staring at a picture of the girl you lost.
The girl you loved but never told.
The girl you still love.
You let her go, and she's not coming back.