What am I fighting for? When the one I truly want is no longer present. You're just a totally different person with the same face. You have the same soul. You have the same name. And you were even born the exact same place. But you're not my best friend. You're not my first and last thought of the day. You don't even look at me in the same passionate way. I cannot call you the one. I cannot call you my king. The old you died while you were pushing me away.
