You’re still the only person there.
You’re still the only person worth having.
You’re still the only person I think about.

It doesn’t matter who comes along.
Who pushes their magic words on me.
At the end of each and everyday, you’re the last
person I think about.

It doesn’t matter that you love her, and never think
about me. Because I want you. I want you more than I’ve
ever wanted anyone in my entire life.

To want something you can’t have, is
the worst possible thing you can imagine.

& after everything you’ve said and done,
I’d still give you everything I had.