I'm beginning to see
why you never called me.

Through pictures you share
I see for her you care.

I don't feel like crying
but inside this heartbeat is dying.

I haven't thought about you in a while
now I remember how you made me smile.

Your laugh was what first pulled me in
now I've lost and can't seem to win.

You're not the first to use me
then find you loved what used to be.

So when you hold her at night
remember with the morning light

that I'll still be dreaming of a love
that I can be sure of.

I didn't think this would upset me
but now I'm beginning to see.