You'll probably never talk about me again.
After February 2, I don't think you did it anymore.
Now I imagine that in my place there's the blonde with blue eyes.
The one I didn't have to worry about because she was 'just a friend'.
Instead... she's the one who took my place.
What more can I do about it?
In any case, I hope that at least you are happy.
I really hope she makes you feel good, as opposed to what I did, in your words.
I hope someday she doesn't break your heart, you don't deserve it.
Nobody deserves to be heartbroken.
I hope you have a smile on your face every time you see her, that you are in her company.
I hope this and more.
Despite everything, I wish you everything goes well.
I also hope she is the one, the one you will finally talk about with sparkles in your eyes.
I want to remind you and assure you that I will talk about you, always and in any case.
Unrequited love really hurts a lot, but I think are the right person.
I may look crazy, but I can't do without you.
You will be that spark when others talk about love.
You will be that spark when others talk about home.
And your name will always be on my mouth.