She doesn’t have to key your car
Or throw your clothes on the lawn
To hurt you the most.
She does that simply by leaving
Because it hurts the most
When you know you don’t have her.
Her shoulder to rest on.
Her ear to listen to
Her heart to hold yours
Because she will give it all
To someone who deserves her.
And you’ll have to watch her with him
With regret in your eyes
And happiness in hers.
Then the loneliness creeps in
Because no girl will ever quite match up
And your eyes long to tell her,
But she is already gone.