I'm love by you, in a different way.
I can't help but notice it.
When your former's look your way.

You try not to look.
Except, your smile gives you away.
It's fine.
It's cool.
I'm still the one being loved by you.

But, if he makes you happy.
You're free to leave.
But you will remember me.

For I'm the one that make you smile more.