My apologies if it looks like I’m still hurting
I never meant for you to feel discomfort
But when I saw the rock on my best friend’s finger
I felt the emptiness on mine.
I’m sorry you witnessed me wipe a tear away
Believe me, I tried to hide it.
But when I got a whiff of your perfume on her shirt
I remembered your head on my pillow.
I regret having told you that I was a good sport
That I was happy for your happiness
And now, I am stuck pathetically pretending
That I’m glad you didn’t choose me.