Is it a surprise

That this one goes out to you?

Secretly to this day

I’ve been thinking a lot about

How things could have ended up

For you and me.

You know I would have never hurt you.

I would have loved you like

I had never been hurt before.

My heart insists on pounding

When you walk by

And I feel accomplished when

I hardly notice you.

Still, I know the best feeling would be

If I didn’t have to part seas

To make you miss me.

You’re gone,

And we were never anything

But I still sit up at night

Drying to decide

What I'd do if he ever left me.

The question torments me:

Would I let go of my pride,

Run back to you again?

It’s no surprise to me

That this one,

Too,

Goes out to you.

And to this day, I can’t believe

I’m still hanging on

To someone who broke my heart.