Lying across my bed,
With thoughts of you lingering in my head.
We were a match made in heaven, that’s what they said.
I still don’t understand why you broke up with me.
Our last night together, you said you would never want to be free.
I thought you loved me.
Rumor has it, you found someone new.
Still adjusting to what you put me through.
I hope he makes you happy, because I couldn’t.
I hope he doesn’t leave you, like you left me.
Because, I wouldn’t.
Funny thing is, I still love you.
Can’t say you loved me too.