I want her, but im glad she's happy.** Shes happy because shes not mine. Shes happy because she doesnt have my burden to bare. She's happy because my self hatred doesn't weigh her down. Shes happy because the man she choose after me picked up those remains and loved her more then I thought possible. Shes happy because she listened to others telling her to let go. Shes happy because she is happy with herself.
I'm happy that she found the love I always hoped she would find in me.
To the loves iv lost, may you never know I still think about you, or care that I just want you to be shown love, like you showed me.