I was with she, you were with he. And then it was just you and me. We danced around each other, looking for scars the other could see. I waited too long. He came along. You call me wonderful. I call you beautiful. But from a distance words are cheap. They bought me nothing save for ringside seats. Next time you see me don’t play the victim, you knew what you were doing, so live up to your decisions.
There’s nothing left to say, nothing left to do; only smile and sigh when I’m near you.
T I F Y L K
Anonymous Love Letters 