I fear that was, our last goodbye,
and I'll forever, be wondering why,
you took our love and threw it away,
while in my heart, that love shall stay.
I'd trade the world, for one last kiss,
or to just for a moment, be something you miss.
I'll see you soon, but you won't see me,
because you don't dwell, on what used to be.
When we see each other again next week, your eyes will just glance right past me, and I'll do my best to pretend mine do the same, but I know full well I'll steal a moment to stare at your perfection
