I was once fooled by you,
Your words, your promises
I handled it, said it was a thing of the past
I got through it

Then I got fooled again.
Twice.
By your words, your promises,
I let myself believe you.

I knew you weren't gonna change,
Not your past mistakes,
Not your past actions,
You're the same as you were,
Before.

Even after all those years
I got replaced
By someone
She just met

They gathered around her when I let go,
Her hopeless heart, saved by those she now knows.
Grateful, she smiles at the one who's near,
A friend of a year, erasing my years.

I see her turn to him, the boy I once feared,
Confessing his heart while I disappear.
Seven long years, now shadows in vain,
While he holds the space I can’t reclaim.

I was her anchor through storms and despair,
But my presence now vanishes, thin as the air.
Jealousy burns, yet I stand here alone,
Watching her heal in a world I don’t own.

Useless, the love I gave, now a ghost,
She found in another what I valued most.
Seven years wasted, or so it feels—
Replaced by a bond that suddenly heals.

How do I find someone new, like what you did?
How do I focus my feelings on other people, like you?
How do I forget us, as you find again someone new?
How do I throw away the past, like nothing happened?
How do I disregard my promises, like what you did?
How do I end it all?

Did I just get replaced by a friend she met anew?
I, who was once her world, now stand outside the view.
A stranger who stepped in, filling spaces I left bare,
Now holds the place I thought was ours to share.

Our roles have shifted, like night turning to dawn,
I, the familiar, find myself withdrawn.
And he, a newcomer in the chapters of her day,
Becomes the comfort where I used to stay.

It’s strange how quickly life can rearrange,
How swiftly hearts can feel so estranged.
I drift as a memory, faint and out of sight,
While he lights her path through each passing night.

When there are no words to capture my regrets,
My longing, my anger—all the colors of emotion,
When the day arrives that my letters fade away,
And I lose the words, the sentences, the will to create.

The girl I once poured my words out for,
who was the heart behind every line, every verse—
she isn’t mine anymore.
Now these poems fall silent, with no one left to read them.

It’s strange how quickly they try to forget,
How swiftly they turn to leave,
How eagerly they look for someone new,
Just to erase our shadows, to bury our ghost.

Was I just a stepping stone all along,
A path for them to find someone they deserve?
A fleeting chapter in their story,
So they could finally love and truly belong.

But I couldn't.
I couldn't even force myself.
To let go, to move forward.
How I wish, I would just be gone.