That day on the way back, You didn't hold my hand, Cuz you held hers; I was not important.
If she meant so much, Why did you kiss me? Why did you wrap your hand on my waist?
If she was yours to have, Why did you look my way?
Do you even know how many questions you left unanswered?
The only thing you wanted, To see me miserable? To look away after all you said, all you did?
You made me say yes, just to reject me.
I closed my eyes. I wish I didn't see you.