1years had passed
Every night, he's waiting for me,
For me to fall asleep
He writes her love letters,
Sings her songs,
Tells her stories on how they met, on how they fell in and out of love,
He cries to her, tells her how sorry he is for breaking her heart.
I cry myself to sleep
I know he'd be happier with her
But I'd always go back to the day he chose me over her
And I'd ask myself, why?
Why me?
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