Sometimes I think of past lovers
It makes me feel lonely
Then I think of the implications

I wonder what they think
At this exact moment of my thought
Being an optimist
I hope they are all happy
Mostly they were the best, good guys
Fondness in my heart for them all

As for me there's no turning back
Love with it's highs and misery
Love with it's sorrows and guilt

Discarded it long ago
When my lover killed his other lover's lover
I walked away from love