A wise man once said,
"You can't repeat the past."
And yet all these years have passed
and I haven't gotten out of my head
That night we laid awake in bed,
after a third round that went quite fast
and I held you hoping the moment would last
Not knowing something was coming that I'd regret
You told me that you liked me
But liking me was not enough
Because liking me was not love
and without love, we weren't meant to be
You felt I was blind - I could not see
Your vision was long-term, you couldn't trust
me to see it through - you didn't want to fuss
So I took your words with me to sleep
We fell apart, of course, as you wished
Time flew by, you built a life
with someone you were more attracted to - a more stunning sight
And I always wondered if you ever missed
our memories, our many things, the way we used to kiss
But why would you, if I wasn't worth the fight?
After all this time, I still carry your words from that night
If I could not be "it" for you, how could I ever be anyone else's bliss?
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