The Last Time I'll Write About You

AND NOW I’M RUINED

When I met you

I always wondered

How I’d never met

Anyone quite like you

When we parted

I always wondered

How everyone else

Reminded me of you

This is how it’s going to be:

A million unanswered questions,

A thousand books you’d never ask me to read,

A hundred movies we’d never fall asleep in together,

A couple of songs I won’t hear you sing in the shower,

A few words I would never interrupt with a kiss,

A piece of you, I’ll miss every single day.

This is how it’s going to be.

I should be alright with that.

IN A NUTSHELL
I’m not brave enough to love you
The same way
You’re not strong enough to take me on.

“He was good for you.”
“I don’t doubt it.”

“Then why’d you let him go?”
“I wasn’t good for him.”