As I was working in the outer office
You sounded happy, so much happier
Than the times you spent with me
I wanted to be your soul's sole delight
Your soul pristine, your beauty flawless
You deserved fine things, wine and caviar
But you and I were never meant to be
I miss you still
Even seeing you day by day
Not being able to say what was needed
The things I need to express
Leaves me ill
Not words of rage
Feeling so unwilling to keep bleeding
It leaves my heart such a mess
So rather than hurt you
I'll just keep this in
And let you be
