And I see you with her, the way you look at her,
Like the way you used to look at me…like she is
the moon, and the stars, Shining like the sun.
She is beautiful, and I know she can make you
happy, at least I'd like to think so. I'd like to think
she'll never fill my shoes. But her and me are cut
from the same fabric…And I know that she will,
somehow. My footprints on your heart will fade
and fade, and hers will sink right in over them.
I feel an ache in my chest for what it…for
what we used to be. I pretend not to care, cause
I'm not supposed to…'cause you're not mine anymore.
I still love you, and I know I always will, in a distant
echo perhaps…I know I'll be able to look at you one day
and smile for the times we spent young, and growing
in love that special summer. I pretend I'm blind, and that I
don't see you two standing there, because the pain is too
much to bear sometimes. I wish you the most happiness,
the most success and the best of luck. Thank you for everything,
Thank you for teaching me what innocent and pure love
feels like in my chest, thanks for receiving my love in return
and sharing your joy and a piece of your soul with me, just
like I shared mine. I don't regret a second I was ever with
you, I'll never forget anything. I don't love you, but I always
will. I always will.