Hey there, Little Birdie.
I know I said I would never write about you again.
I know I said I’d stop thinking of you.
I say a lot of things I don’t mean when it comes to you.
You know that.
But it’s kind of hard to not have anything to do with you anymore.
I see you almost everyday still.
I always cringe and feel myself crack a little inside.
I feel as if my feelings will never go away with you.
They’ll stay there forever,
Even when I’m married.
It’s so hard for me to say goodbye to you,
You’ll be erased from my memory if I do.
I know that I should stop this.
I’m fantasizing about the Little Birdie I can’t have anymore.
Four years was enough for you.
Too bad it wasn’t enough for me.
We are on either side of the rubber band.
My favorite times were when no one was stretching us apart.
We were meant to be like peanut butter and jelly;
The stars even agreed.
Then why don’t you?
I’m never going to be able to say goodbye to you,
At least not yet.
I’m slowly learning how to live without you.
So get ready for a bumpy ride, Little Birdie,
Because I’ll always drive with you in my heart.