I'm Just A Poor Cinderella

I will never be his Cinderella but he'll always be my prince
I could never love another and I've never loved one since
How could I give up hope when that's all I could give
When I made him my everything our life, I chose to live

Don't make someone your everything, don't make him your all
Because what is there to catch you whenever you will fall
He will always be my everything, but I'll never be his
It's the love that we once had that will be forever missed

I see him now and then with his new princess
Somehow, they fit so perfectly, I guess
I wonder if he cares about this poor Cinderella
But how could anyone? Especially, this fella

I'm just some poor Cinderella, just some young girl
Who stupidly made some boy her whole entire world
So I guess I'll have to learn not to make that mistake again
Because my path in life is covered with "might-have-been's"

This poor Cinderella patiently waits for her prince
Who has maybe loved another, but hasn't loved one since.
Who will kiss away her troubles and off her feet, be swept
Who'll dry up all the fears and tears. that over the years, she's wept

*edited! thanks donna! I appreciate it!*