As time passes,
I'm not missing you any less,
And even with new glasses,
I'm looking like a mess.

So even tomorrow morning,
The tears keep coming,
But it's my own mourning,
For sending you running.

You've found someone better,
And now a regret,
So as memories become treasure,
I will never forget.

You've moved on already,
And I'm so pathetic.

If I were to meet you in another life,
I would take the same exact steps,
In hopes that one of those lives you'd stay,
Or somehow come back.

I'm a ******* idiot....
But all the best dear.