And I'm sitting in my room with the lights off,
burning two candles
remembering how my heart used to burn for yours
how whenever I saw your face my eyes sparked
my heart became uncontrollable
my breath short
and my cheeks flush.

And when I loved you,
I was enveloped by you
every word you said tattooed in my brain
every accidental touch stamped on my skin,
and every thought I had
was you.

It's funny that you said you loved me too
and how I will never forget the date of those words,
but later you said you didn't remember
saying that at all.
It's funny how when she broke you
into a thousand pieces
I glued you back together
and you admitted I was better,
yet you still went back to her.
And it's funny how you expected me
to wait for you
watch my heart get ripped out every day
and love it

It's funny that now you have the time for me
when I've finally made time for myself.