Weird how things change.

You used to say you loved me, and now it's like we never met. It's weird, don't you think? To lovers one day, and the next, to strangers.
You now pretend that nothing happend, ignoring me, and it kinds of feel ok, 'cause I know I will never be able to face you again. It's so damn funny how thing change, yesterday I was your princess, today I am just another girl that someday crossed your way.
But like I said, it feels ok for now, and as a last promisse, I will never cross you way again.