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