I know you broke up with me months ago. I know it was my fault. I know I did the one thing you asked me not too. I know that you still loved me when you left me. I know that you’re with her now. I know that you don’t love her the way you loved me.
Sometimes, I wonder if you were the one.
Were you my missing piece?
Could we have loved forever,
until the day our lives did cease?
What if you were Mr. Right
and I let you walk out of my door?
What if you should have been my love
and now I don’t see you anymore?
Could it be that we had the right one?
Maybe just at the wrong time?
Were you my forever and always:
the one who was meant to be mine?
But now she has you in her grasp
and I must watch from afar.
She took your heart for her own
while mine just fell apart.
I know you’re not meant to be with her.
I think you’re meant to be with me
and yet, I was stupid and screwed it up.
It’s my fault I fucked with destiny.
Now karma comes to make me pay.
Is this how I must pay my dues?
One stupid mistake leads to an
eternity of missing you.
ps I still love you