So she sits there alone,
Dreaming of what she threw away,
She never should have let go,
She wonders if she'd heald on longer,
Maybe there'd still be hope,
She thinks about the laughs,
And everything they shared,
Gone away,
Did he ever even care?
She keeps telling herself,
Its her last year,
Be happy,
But the last good-bye will forever be the hardest.
