when she's with him, she would be wishing she was with me;
when she looked at him, she would be looking at me;
when she smiled at him, her smile would be for me;
when she thought about someone, she would be thinking about me.
In a perfect world,
She would realize that he wasn't the one she was supposed to be with and I would still be standing here waiting for her still
when she finally knows this.
But this isn't a perfect world and people do get hurt,
You smile when you feel like crying,
You act like you're okay when you're falling apart inside and
You let it go... You move on, because there's nothing else you can do.
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