I repent each moment, for falling so deep,
My love was pure, a promise to keep.
But yours was fleeting, like a passing breeze,
Leaving me stranded, brought to my knees.Every day broke me, from the day we split,
But your days got better, I could see it bit by bit.
It made me smile, yet hurt inside,
To see your joy where my sorrow resides.Your happiness grew as mine fell apart,
And it made me question, right from the start,
Was it a game, where I played my part?
You won the round, but it shattered my heart.Your victory is my sweetest defeat,
I’ll carry on, though the pain repeats.
I wish you well, may your life be grand,
But in my own, I still miss your hand.