I am sorry for liking you and making things awkward with us,
but don't worry about me anymore since you won't be hearing much from me,
we could've made it so far, but instead we just waited on the corner for something to happen,
a diamond should be a find, but you ended up as a faded pearl,
in a clam it's special but alone it's nothing more than a rock,
it may be extremely nice on the eyes, but it does destruction to the heart,
rather you be the new years that could've, than the New Years that shouldn't,
asked you out numerous times, each time you wouldn't,
don't want it to mean more to me than it does to you,
never knew lifes proper happiness could be limited,
never knew lifes prison bars could be lifted,
hope you do well as hard as it will be to not ask how you are,
I stubbed my toe on a diamond,
and just left it for someone else to find.