As I walk out of this door I promise myself not to look back at you For you have already let me go How easy it must have been for you; As I never was 'the one' for sure But I did leave a note; placed it under your pillow It's a final word from me to you; About how once we held each other dear; And I did care then, But now, I'm not sorry And I hope you read it soon enough, Before I fade away from your memory.