The CardTeardrops hit the card you gave me,
Leaving small circle stains on some of the words.
Words that promised me forever just like you used to,
Before you decided I wasn't enough for you.
I run my fingers over that familiar texture,
Gazing at the water colored home made paper.
This card always came close to making me cry,
Those words were so wonderful to read.
Now I'm crying for a different reason,
How could you do this me?
Each sentence hurts me more,
As I remember how it used to be.
Will you promise her forever,
Since you are done with me?
After all this pain you've put me through,
I still want you to be happy.