Each one of has our own bittersweet memory.
Leaning across my window again tonight,
Looking at the sky with the moon so bright.
I then remembered you in my head,
A bittersweet memory of a love long dead.
I remembered the first time I saw your face,
You winked at me and matched my pace.
I remembered the night you took me out,
Walking along the avenue with the lights all about.
I remembered the night you sang me a song,
I was speechless and my heart being beaten like a gong.
‘twas the night I finally said, ‘Yes!’,
I remembered that for my mind wasn’t a mess.
But remember when I saw you with someone else?
I turned a blind eye but cried in my dress.
Remember also when I knew you were courting her?
I turned the other cheek and loved you like it didn’t matter.
And remember the night I saw you two kissed!
I finally exploded! Yes, I did!
I was all fed up and broke up with you,
Yet you said that you loved me true.
I was done believing you and your lies!
So I left you with tears in my eyes.
You courted and pursued but me you haven’t gained,
For I was happy with us being over, I explained.
So tonight, I’m leaning out of my window
And singing our song with a key not so low.
I wasn’t that over you but I’m managing,
I still love you but I won’t be clinging.
Maybe this is what it’s supposed to be:
Me without you and you without me.
Maybe someday we’ll both see,
That our love was just a bittersweet memory.