Forgetting

I've thought about it over and over again but I'm just not
understanding. When I asked you if something was wrong why'd you
tell me it was nothing. the things I would do were never good
enough for you its ok im forgetting things I would say would
never get things to go my way it's ok I'm forgetting. When you
wake rest assured I will be gone I'm sure this is what you've
been wanting. All the tears that have rolled down your cheek I
know now that they've meant nothing.