When my dad passed away, i thought I'd never be happy again,
that there was nothing left for me but pain,
then i met you and you made me happier then I'd ever be,
you saw so much of me that no one else could see,
i loved you with all my heart,
but then the day came where we grew apart,
you left me and said you didn't love me anymore,
and my heart tore,
next day you were with another, and i cry ed to my brother,
but like many of the guys in my life didn't care,
why isn't life fair,
i should of known that I'd been wrong from the start,
that there was nothing left of my heart,
that there was no more happiness for me,
but there was no way for me to see,
because a part of me wanted things to be,
just you and me.
