I wanted to say I was so sorry that I lived so far
In a New Jersey accent and feel the words slant

My sweet, pretty, well versed commodity;

This was to become my mistaken novelty and spectacle
that I will have felt I should not have lent

To anyone else. For this was no prize,
and not a second hand desire.

This was of the most simplest love to provide.

Laying in bed with you using me as a pillow to trust in youth

I now laid in bed alone and thought of you

and wondered how I might of soothed better,
not seemed to have used you,
not faced the truth,
to lead on to lose.

Now you were gone
And moved on
but instead I seem to feel
the distance grow in my chest
and I know I am responsible
that we lost the will
so I am sorry
I still live so Far