i don't know what to think of it.
i'd admit i was happy, but yet it hurts at the same time.

happy because you remembered,
and possibly still cared.

and that you still know what i like.

and then i saw the card, unsigned;
i know it's you. i just know.

then i bracelet with my name on it fell out;
i became overwhelmed.

yes, i cried.
om my way to class.

i don't know what to think of it.

are you trying to torment me?
trying to remind me of all those happy times together?
are you trying to say you've moved on?
what are you telling me?

it's like the best and worse combination.
something i gave to you- all my feelings with it.
a bracelet with my name, put on you- to show that you're mine.

sending it back all the way; to me,
just means that you're not mine anymore.

i know that.
but this is just too cruel.

are you trying to emphasize your point?
that you're not longer mine?

i said i haven't cried for you for the longest time.
but now i did again.

a present so sweet yet sorrowful.
what should i think of it?

tell me.

and if ever, you bought them with her;
it'll be sweet, sorrow and seething.