When the yearning for you becomes too much,
I go back to the videos I took of walls and floors
When we were in the same space or close. 
It's because in all of those vague shots
I can hear your soft laughter and calming voice.
I keep thinking they'll make me miss you less over time,
But, my God, can I be more wrong?
They always break my heart.
Most of all, when I'm watching them in public places,
Because there are so many happy and familiar faces
But none of them is yours, and I keep wishing,
For a single chance to walk into a room
And search for you, knowing I'll soon find you. 
And when guys ask me out on dates,
I'm thinking, 'why couldn't he be one of them'? 
And I know that it's unhealthy, but I try to give them a chance,
Just because I want to get over you and maybe find someone
Who'd see me the same way I still see you.
But the whole time I'm out with them,
I feel like I'm cheating on you,
Even though we were never a thing
And you really don't care.
Still, it's devastating to realize that
Someone loves me, who loves you,
Who will love someone genuinely,
But your someone, I know, is never going to be me.