I loved you with gentleness and you threw it all away.

You liked mysteries and sneaking out late.

You told me I was a distraction and she was a drug.

When you were sad my calmness was nice. But when she was around you didn't even remember my name.

I thought in my mind writing your name a hundred times in my journal would make you love me more.

But my eyes were brown, it reminded you of dirt.

Her eyes were blue and you realized you loved the sea more then you loved me cause I reminded you of the trees.

Silent days when you were reading in the woods, but you were on vacation when you realized the sea was your favorite place to be.