I'm sorry for the email
My desperate-sounding contact
I didn't know you're in a relationship now
I didn't know
I wanted to believe my words might not be unwanted
I wanted to believe I was special to you
I always wanted to know that
I wanted to know it meant something to you
That I knew you better than anyone ever has
I wanted to know that you could see who I am
That you could see my heart
And that you loved it
That it's different from other hearts
That it pumps blood full of passion
For what's right
For feeling alive
For connecting with depth unheard of
And for you
I wanted you to love that I was into you
And to do it in your own way
Your own silent way
A casual understanding that this was the good life
That you'd made out by being loved this way
And that life is going to be good
I'm sorry for the email
I know now I'm not wanted