I wrote you a letter in our English class I wrote it without hope that it'll make us last I wrote it knowing you've made up your mind I wrote it with a plea to save our time
I forgot half of what I wrote, but I remember I cheese-ly quoted "If you love something, let it go, right?" That's what I'm doing, I'm letting go of my first love, because it's quite obvious he isn't happy being with me anymore. Now I'm just waiting for the inevitable.