Its not like we talk anymore,
or at least it's not the same,
since you left me torn,
and walked out on my that day,
there are no hard feelings,
i completely understand,
we had nothing worth keeping,
not to mention the other man,
i never did anything to hurt you,
and i believe you when you say,
that you really did love me; it just wasn't our day,
it's hard not to get mad,
and manage this friendship,
take the good with the bad,
in the new relationship,
we have,
had so many good times,
but now its hard just to look into your eyes,
without jealousy; without anger; without sadness; without hate,
bracing myself for that long good-bye,
wondering; is this the plan of fate?
