AnAlpaca

Alone

You\'re w/ him, \'tis true,
Yes, I\'m feeling blue.
Memories; all I possess,
Can you even guess,
What I\'m feeling,
There\'s no healing.
\"We just can\'t be friends.\"
Misery ascends.
\"Move on!\" they cry,
How can one fly,
W/ wings clipped,
Heart in a crypt.
A sob will escape,
A replaying tape.
In my mind I see,
Good times, you and me.
Now all that\'s over,
Can I ever recover?
You and him together,
While I\'m alone forever.