It doesn't hurt any more.
I don't see your face when I wake up.
I don't crave your arms at 2:21 am-
when I can't sleep.
I don't close my sleepy eyes and,
wonder where you are.

I'm happy for you-
and the love you have found.
Isn't that when you know that it's over-
and you've moved on?
When you can be genuinely happy for someone.

I hope you are happy for me too.
I'd hate for us to get stuck in the same old loop.
The cycle of us wanting what we can't have.
Be happy for me and I'll stay happy for you.