I hope you enjoy the bittersweet taste of defeat as the tears cascade down your face and into your crying mouth.
I hope it hurts every time you think of him.
I hope you rub your eyes raw thinking about what could've been
And I hope you die inside every time you see his face.
I hope you lose your voice, bawling your brains out.
But most of all, I hope he breaks your heart
I hope he smashes it into the ground the way you did mine.
