I woke up and remembered our song

Well, it was never really our song
It was a song I heard once, from you, and we talked about it
And I'm not sure if you even remember that conversation now, or if you listen to the song
It's not like the music you play now at all

And maybe you moved on from that, too
Wouldn't be the first time

But I shouldn't begrudge you
I keep telling myself that
You're happier now, more successful
You fell out of stress and childish things
Fell into love and stability and a healthier life
And when you moved on it was a happy ending

People change, lives change
It's the only constant
I guess I changed, too, even though things feel the same
But I feel like I changed less than everyone else
And when they moved on, it was somewhere without me
They set aside their childish things

I don't want to begrudge you
I keep telling myself that
I shouldn't feel bad about happy, successful people
And I don't feel angry, or jealous, or spiteful
And I don't want to miss them when they're close enough to call

But if I talked to you, I wouldn't have anything to say
I'm not sure what either of us could say
You have a happy ending
I have childish things

And I guess I have our song
Even if you don't listen to it anymore
I just wish I could listen to it without being reminded of you
Without remembering how you moved on

And I just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed

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[Themaskedferret]

*hugs*

[Skywriter]

I'm assuming this is at least a little autobiographical.