You said to me, "It's ok."
Yet now you cry.
It was over long ago
And I know you want it back
But you have others now
Equally good
Even better
What you've wanted for a long time
Why do you want to hold this?
Something that obviously didn't make you happy
Because you left it behind
Now someone else has seen its glitter
It's sparkle
Why do you want it now?
You have lots
And you must never forget that
And you must never forget you are loved
And you must never forget to keep moving
Forward to a new day
And stop looking back

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Variach, in the year 93 MA.