I thought we were forever,
I thought you were the love of my life,
And if I’m being honest—
I still think you just might.

I thought we were meant to be,
That we were written in the stars,
Which is what makes this so hard.

I was so blinded by my love for you
That I failed to see
I was nothing to you
While you were everything to me.

It hurts to see the person
That knows you best
And that you love the most
Disappear from your life
Like a ghost.

But what hurts the most
Is still being in love with you
After all this time
Of not being able to call you mine
Or change your mind.

I still want you to be mine,
For us to make up
And everything be fine.

And pathetically,
I hold on to hope
That one day you will realize
That I loved you the most
And you will come back home.