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Bittersweet happiness is what I get
For doing absolutely nothing, of which I regret
I see you with her
Holding hands, smiling
Your beautiful blue eyes shining
Maybe you better off with her
Or is that you tell yourself?

I see you look at me
You quickly turn away when I look to see
You avoid me – not a single word spoken
You make me feel so broken
Can't you see that?

I try to forget you – it never works
I try to confront you – you're always with her
If you're truly happy, I guess I will be too
Since it's apparent you try to avoid me when I come into view

Walking the hallways is complete torture
Because I see you wrapped up in your little world with her
You're everywhere I go
You're everything I see
I close my eyes and there you are
Stop looking over me

I want to let go of you
It's getting hard for that to be true
I want you here with me
Would you be happy with me?
Or is that what I tell myself?