Once

You tell me love me.
I wish it were true.
You tell me you've,
missed me.
I used to miss you.
When you walked out the door.
I thought I would cry.
But you just kept walking.
Didn't even say good bye.
And now that you're back;
It isn't the same.
With me it was real.
With you just a game.
It's true I once loved you.
But that way before.
Now you say,
You love me.
It doesn't matter anymore.