Over him , I think

I think im over him 

I'm pretty sure I am at least 

The hurt is still there 

I think that's gonna be hanging around a bit longer 

I mean I don't want to talk to him 

I'm glad we had what we did 

I learned not to trust so much

When I see him I get shrouded 

In hate love and confusion 

I hate the way we ended 

I love the way he made me feel 

Im confused on why i picked him 

I think im over him though 

When someone says his name 

I don't think of him anymore 

I suppose his names just a name now 

It’s like I don't know him anymore 

I like it like that