Better late than never. Never late is better.

thisisntvictoria:

How could you let somebody lay where I layed?
How could you give him everything that we made?
How could you call him all the names that you used to call me?
How could you, how could you just forget about me?

How could you teach him all the things I taught you?
How could you put him up to the ghetto kama sutra?
How could you put me in the back and give him the front seat?
How could you, how could you just forget about me?

(via smashleyprater)