The one I want, rejected me. The one I want, denied me. The one I want, ripped out my heart and left me standing there. Then left without a good-bye.
He came back a few months later. He acted as if I wasn't there. Basically said he didn't care. Then left without a good-bye.
I tried to forget that I wrote him a letter. It said how I felt. Now I feel stupid, wish I hadn't sent it.
I turned to another man. One I didn't want. One I still don't want.
Then I heard HE was back. Realized I still wanted him, wanted him to be mine, wanted his heart to belong to me.
But I knew, deep in my heart, that it wasn't meant to be. Because he doesn't want me. Probably never did.