Fate and destiny are fake, I think you'd agree
As I must close my eyes to sorry reality
If I see you kiss her lips and be together
It will burn holes in me, twist the dagger
But I wish you nothing but a great life
Even if I'm alone, I hope you prosper
If wounded, I still wish nothing improper
Because love isn't always returned
Love has no equation, or formula
And I know I might well be spurned
That means nothing, even with strife
It doesn't mean I wish you anything bad
If it means you are happy, even if I'm sad
But I know there is sorrow and heartbreak
That's the toll of emotion, and life
