You promised me so much,
guess we just ran out of luck.
I accepted the change of plans,
still followed you by the hand.
Here we are now, distance in between
and sometimes I wonder what it all means.
Did we fail at making it work,
or maybe you were just a jerk?
I guess you’re out with someone new,
and I’m enjoying the changing views.
Still no need to dig up the past,
maybe it was never meant to last.