I've finally accepted that you're gone and not coming back.
I don't like it, but if it makes you happy, then I'm ok with it.
I still carry around the key you gave me. The one to your heart.
I'm sure you will give him one too, but all that matters is I have one.
Maybe some day I will get to use it again.

You know how you told me you still love me,
After you broke my heart?
I wonder if you still feel that way,
Or if you were just saying that to make me feel better.
I feel like you've moved on and completely forgotten about me.
But if he treats you even a fraction of as good as I did,
Then you'll be the happiest girl in the world.
And if he can love you a small fraction of as much as I do,
You'll have more than enough.
I wish you the best my love.