This deranged time
I see no end to you
I don't understand
The choices you made
But I'm just left here to say:
"I'm okay"
And I'll pretend
it doesn't hurt
even if it kills me
every time you look.
This ghost of a memory
The warm feel of
your hands on mine.
How can I forget?
But you made a choice.
One I can't understand
And I'm still here,
with a helpless heart to say:
"I'm happy for you."
