Talk is Cheap

We were best friends until the end; ‘til death do us part.
I told you everything about me, I guess that wasn’t smart.
Three years meant nothing to you, but they meant the world to me.
I gave you my dependent heart and your presence was the key.
We were great until you met the “boy of your dreams”,
I wish you’d never met him, as selfish as it seems.
I want you back in my life, but I know it wouldn’t last.
I have to look forward to my future, and leave you in the past.