Everywhere I go, I see you.
I remember the fun things we would do.
We made each other laugh and you held doors open for me.
I thought that was how it was always going to be.
Playing basketball and trying to shoot when your arms held me tight,
I didn't even try to put up a fight.
Watching movies together and looking into your eyes,
and talking on the phone until sunrise.
I was happy to be with you,
and I thought you were happy with me too.
Then summer came, and I didn't see you much at all.
You were working a lot, and I guess you were too busy to call.
I couldn't stop thinking about you,
but I didn't know what to do.
I called you, and we hung out for one last time together.
I guess I was wrong, and we wouldn't last forever.
I was upset and angry to let you go,
it was better for us both though.
I'll never be able to forget you,
I'm not entirely sure I really want to.
I've learned a lot from what we had,
and the memories aren't all bad.
Love is great while it lasts,
and sometimes it ends, and we have to move on with only memories from the past.
I guess I haven't found my perfect match yet,
but I won't let that make me upset.
What we had, I'm not really sure
because I don't think you let me see who you really were.
One thing I know is that somehow I fell for you,
and it's hard to move on and start something new.
