Maybe one day
I won't write about you
Maybe someday
I'll write about someone new

I asked you how you were
You didn't reply
Because you found her
I didn't get say goodbye

I wrote this for you
So, if you're reading this, it's okay
There's nothing I can do
I can't ask you to stay

I expected this, I knew
I'm sending this message to you
And I'm hoping that it will get through
So, here's one last poem for you