Is she your life? The one you'd die for,
the one you love with all your heart?
Is she the apple of your eye, the reason
you wake up each morning, the one who
is perfect in your eyes? Is she your princess,
the one you go out of your way to please,
the one you don't deserve? Does she realize
how fortunate she is, how unworthy she is?
Do you realize how foolish you are, how
quick you are to change your mind?
How wrong you are? A few short months ago,
I was your life, the apple of your eye, your princess.
Does she realize how little time she has, is she
grateful for all that you do? Is she aware that at
any moment of any day, you might break down
her thrown, and have her come tumbling down?
Does she realize she took my place?
