Cheers to the Played

I heard about last night, and how beautiful she said you looked. (When doesn’t she look beautiful?) I stayed up late and thought about my life with and without you, and then I scratched thousands of words into my new notebook, knowing nothing I could every write would change your mind, but still I tried. Writing your name on top of every page sank my heart quicker than the quickest quick sand ever could. I was just a fish in your sea, being kept by your side, following your allure. I put too much into the chase I know, but it’s wrong to be lead on in that equivocal way. I heard that you were into some new guy, and well, I felt so lonely inside. But as it turns out, that was the beginning of the end of it, so cheers for finally being free.