I’m not going to beg you,
I’m not going to ask for more,
I’m not going to be the one begging at your door.

I don’t want to be your best friend,
And I don’t want to just “hang out”,
on the weekly ends.

I absolutely won’t go on a double
With you and your new girl,
I’m not going to attend your wedding
Unless I’m the wedded girl.

Even though…

I won’t have to laugh…at any of your lame jokes,
I won’t have to listen to you for hours….like your some kind of pope,
I won’t have to think about you….every day and night,
I still wish I was the one with you…when you holding me so tight.

I wish…

That we were together forever…although forever is a long time,
That I was the one you were thinking about…..the one you didn’t have to hide.
That I was the object of you affection…and have you to myself once more….

But as I said earlier….I Won’t Be The One Begging At Your Door