You were the love of my life,

But it all passed us by in the blink of an eye.


700 hundred miles away,

And a few days too late.


You’re with someone new now,

I hope she only chooses you now.


Maybe we were built on fantasy and fiction,

But it felt like we were limited edition.


In reality, I was only volume 3.


I won’t beg. I won’t plea.

Now it’s my turn

To leave.