Reverse Point of View

See that girl, over there?

I used to know her.

She followed the rules and always fought fair.

Never cheated.

Never lied.

To my regret,

she practically died.

Threw out her number,

threw out her friends.

One of many chosen ends:

forgotton, just like every other time.

"No, I won't be your valentine."

It's my fault,

her beating heart's come to a halt.

But why am I suffering,

and she's doin' fine?

She's just the one who left it all behind.

I admire,

she expired.

She plays games,

I go for fame.

Won't talk,

won't stop.

Girl, you play the part too well.

While I'm taking a vacation in hell,

your heart you must sell.

I wish you luck, farewell.