I met you. We had fun. We became close friends. Then it turned into something more.
It was everything I ever wanted. You gave me happiness I never thought I would feel. You made me feel the kind of love every girl would be jealous of. You were my everything.
Until that day you decided to give all that I had to someone else.
Until some girl took you away from me.
At first I wanted to fight. I didn’t want to give you up just like that. You were mine. I was yours. We were happy together.
Then I realized everything was just borrowed.
I never really had you. You were just something borrowed.
You were just temporary.
I realized I had nothing. I had to give you up. You weren’t really mine. ‘Cause if you were, it wouldn’t be that easy for some other girl to take you away from me.
And I was left all alone.
Tears rolled down my face as the realizations started to sink in.
I lost the fight.
But I could say, it was a good fight.
Even though I had to fight it alone.