I think the saddest thing to happen to me
Was falling out of love with you.
Being in love with you-
Entranced, obsessed, consumed
-Was such a part of who I was at the time.
Everyone knew I loved you,
Some knew you still loved me too,
I had people asking me about our story
Because they loved us just as much as I did.
Noticing you weren't my storybook prince
Was like losing a piece of who I was.

I'm sorry that I hurt you.
You put on a front that nothing could phase you
But I'm sure it must have been painful.
I got what I wanted, I'm not sure if you did
I'm sorry our reunion was also our death.