The One That Got Away

Sometimes I sit and think
Of the one I loved before I met him.

I'm filled with feelings of warmth as well as sorrow
Every time someone mentions his name.

I think of the look of adoration he always had in his eyes
Whenever I was around him.

Sometimes I sit and think of the one I loved before I met him.

I'm flooded with memories of the laughter we shared,
The fights we had, I'm filled with great warmth and sorrow
Whenever these thoughts creep in my head.

Sometimes I sit and think of the one I loved before him.

I will always remember how he hung on my every word and
How everything i did seemed to fascinate him so, how his face would light up every time he saw me and how he had those boyish giggles.

Well like everything else in life this too came to an end,

yes sometime I sit and think of that the one I loved before him.