I remember when you used to make me happy,
and I thought my heart was right,
but now all I do is think about you,
and dream of you every night.
I wish these dreams would stop,
and these thoughts would pass,
I guess in my mind they'll soon go away,
but in my heart they'll always last.
Someone else now makes me feel this way,
and I know you wish it weren't true,
but this person now does more for me,
than you will ever do.
I know that we think differently,
I don't think we just needed space,
I'm sorry that I have to tell this,
someone else has taken your place.

~Author Mary

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