I live each day a lie,
A white lie at that,
I'm running up a vertical *****,
Yet act as if its horizontally flat,
I don't want you to see my pain,
Not to save my pride,
But so you don't get upset,
And cry tears you try to hide.

I may have 'moved on',
But my love for you still kills me,
I think of you unless I'm with her,
She stops me from hurting completely,
She knows my pain,
Caresses the wounds and scars,
She releases my heart,
Knocks down the walls and bars.

There's plenty more fish they say,
And I know there are plenty of girls out there,
But are they for me?
I don't particularly care,
There's plenty of fish out there,
Its all they used to say,
I have a great catch,
But you were the one that got away...