Somebody That I Used To Know

I believed. Oh yes, I believed. He told me I was everything he needed and he would give me the world. He said I made his constant sadness more bearable. He promised me I wouldn't have to be alone. He held on to me and he said he loved me. And I believed him.

It was hollow, all of it. He left me and suddenly everything he told me before apparently became a lie. I could remind him, but he'd deny it. Suddenly it just... ceased to mean anything. We were over as abruptly as we had started. But his sadness had already crept into me by then. I wasn't the same person. And as much as I regret it, I'm still not the same person I would have been if it hadn't been for him.

I'm doing fine now, I suppose. It took me 3 years, but I'm alright. I have a new boyfriend who is amazing to me and since graduation I haven't seen much of this guy anymore. I rarely consciously think about him, but I can't deny that he changed me. There is a dark place inside me which has been there ever since he showed me a darkness and a kind of despair I had never known before. It's probably a good thing that I learned from him, but I still resent him for taking away a piece of me that I can never find again.

He showed me that no matter how much you think you mean to someone, no matter how well you think you know them, no matter how much you share with them, eventually you can go back to strangers just like that.

 But you didn't have to cut me off
make it out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like stranger and that feels so rough
No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know