To the new

It's not that i don't want him. It's not even that he is forgotten.
I simply don't love him that way anymore. I can't have what I wanted
so long ago, when that fire burned right through me. That silly simple dream
of having him. He never wanted me around in anyway.
I found a better soul. One with a passion. One with a mind of his own.
One that wants me back as i want him.
I love this silly boy! This boy with a serious face, with curly as hell hair, and with a passion for living happily. This silly boy that is stuck on my mind. I love him, but the other is not forgoten. I simply don't want him the same.