I'm feeling so alone.
So here I go.
I write the love letters you never got,
the ones you never sent.
And I'll throw these words out there like confetti
at the wedding you and I never had.

I like to think that somewhere out there, on another planet exactly like ours, two people exactly like you and me made totally different choices and that, somewhere, we're still together, and these two people lived happily ever after.