I was someone you didn’t love,
What exactly were we?
I was your lover who you felt didn’t deserve your love,
What were we?
We were humans seeking the right kind of love.
I am your forgotten memory,
You are a memory that makes me appreciate my true love,
We are just a memory,
You are a memory that thought me what is love and what isn’t love,
Most of all, you are no longer a painful memory.
You are a stranger who I wouldn’t recognize on the street,
Your face I don’t remember,
Perhaps you also won’t recognize me on the street,
Perhaps I’m someone you no longer remember,
The question is, “Isn’t life better for us if we don’t recognize each other on the street?”