but you're so much more than that. since i've met you, it's always been "is she at all like you?" since i met you it's always been "is she as good as you were?" since i met you, it's always going to be "she's nothing like you." my one that got away. but you're still around. my second love. my most memorable, the one that hasn't left yet, that hasn't changed so much since she quit talking to me. the one that still lies in the grass with me. i want our painting perfect life.