You Only Get One

Yeah. They say there's plenty of fish. But no one tells you what

happens when you throw back the gold one. You were the

quiet, my noise. A voice I missed between the toys.

But I was scrolling, swiping free. Looking for more when you chose

me. I said there's time, I said there's more.

But good hearts don't wait at open doors. Now you're gone and here I

stay. Surrounded but you walked away. They all smile, they all came

fast. But none of them were built to last. I learned the