I love you— loved you. I used to feel love.
"'Til death do we part" was nothing of truth.
You used to be all I ever thought of.
But now, in the dark, the sunshine liked youth.
I thought you loved me. I used to feel loved.
Then I saw her face, the hearts in her eyes
The clouds start to form. The storms that approved
Of the surplus of years you knew were lies.
If that's what you want. Have at it. Let go
Of me. Of us. Of what we used to be.
You try to pretend, but know that I know
You wallow in guilt while I smile with glee.
Time's up. Match done. We played love's simple sport.
But we both lost. The game of love's quite short.
