At first I thought that I was for the best, but as it turns out I'm just like the rest.
I'm starting to clearly see, that that's really not what I'm meant to be.
When I first met you, you were troubled and you had a bit of misery but I could still see that you were pretty happy.
Now that I've come along, I somehow feel that for you it's just like a sad song.
I feel for you when you cry, I know how you feel without me even having to try.
I wanted nothing more than to make you happy, but now I can see I just make you feel crappy.
I wake up everyday thinking about you, sometimes I wish it weren't true.
I'm so conflicted with you, that I feel like I need to kneel on a church pew.
I wanted nothing but the best for you, even if it means me being out of the queue.
I want you to know that each moment with you, for me is something magical. No matter how mundane or trivial.
I know now that I have to walk away, because in the end I know that without me you'll wake up to a better day.
So now I think I should say goodbye, and hope and pray to God that I don't cry.
Because the best thing in my life right now is you, now I guess I'll just have to make do.
