Him
If you had just met me first
I would’ve been able to offer you the world
I wouldn’t make you ask for certain things
I would give them to you before you can even ask me
I would’ve been able to give you more than what he gives
Her
I’m sorry we hadn’t met much earlier
I’m sorry that I can’t help but compare the two of you
I’m sorry that I think of you even though I shouldn’t
I’m sorry I have ‘what if’ scenarios in my head of you and me, and all the possibilities
I’m sorry but we just can’t be
Him
I’m sorry I can’t let you go
I tried to but I couldn’t
As long as I see this little window of opportunity
I’m afraid I’ll keep hanging on to the probability of you and me
I just might be the better cup of tea
Her
I can’t dwell on this uncertainty
Someone else already owns my heart
And he doesn’t want to share
I don’t want to break your heart
But I cannot be unfair
Him
I’ll wait
Her
Please don’t
Him
I can give you a different type of happiness
I have qualities he lacks
A sense of romance that he seems to not possess
And a knack for poetry on a scented paperback
Her
I love him
Him
I know you do…
Her
Don’t wait for me
Him
Please don’t ask me to
Her
Just forget about me
Him
But you are my happiest memory…