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?

It’s startling how fast they forget,
How swiftly their hearts reset.
Barely a pause, not even a sigh,
Before someone new catches their eye.

Was I so easy to leave behind?
All the years gone in the blink of time.
Their love replaced in a hurried stride,
While I’m still lost on the other side.

If love was real, wouldn’t it stay?
But they found another without delay.
And here I stand, watching them go,
Wondering if I ever mattered, though.

I’m stunned by how quickly her love turned to hate,
All my regrets now tethered to fate.
Mistakes I’ve owned, begged forgiveness to mend,
Yet they returned, bringing us to an end.

Seven years of memories feel wasted, surreal,
Her anger now sharper than time can heal.
I forgave her betrayals, though they shattered me whole,
But my own faults, it seems, took a far greater toll.

If I could love her through the darkest of skies,
Why couldn’t she see me with forgiving eyes?
Perhaps I was the villain in her story’s verse,
A loathed chapter, a love turned curse.

Now we’re strangers, our bond undone,
A love once eternal now gone with the sun.
I must let go, though it tears me apart,
To bury her name deep within my heart.

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I, the familiar, find myself withdrawn.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.

All the things I did weren't enough
If the person I once knew
Tries to find those on others
It just means that
Even if I try to do better
If I'm not the person that is wanted
It's always never enough