You marked me as a tattoo which can't go and reminds me of you in every moment I reach to the happiness with someone else.
Every time I catch the look of someone else and smile back it starts burning my heart and makes me let it go, keeps reminding it may end in catastrophic consequences, as I will always know I went through far more with you.
In that coffee shop I met someone who reminded me of You, but it was only a delusion of pretty eyes and gentle manners. He liked to think of the future and all the things we could do,  while he drank his sugar-free tea in the painful silence.
Why did you mark me so deeply when you let it go?
That day I couldn't look to his eyes without thinking of yours.
I couldn't bare his kisses so different from yours.
I wouldn't enjoy his cold feet under the sheets like I enjoyed yours.
I couldn't say I love you without thinking of what I have promised to You.
Perhaps on your side these were only pretty lines, which could turn into catchy songs on the other day.