Byline

I read by line by line by line
Some words of yours, some words of mine
Some sentiments are best forgot
Some letters read then folded shut
The profile on a postage stamp
I traced it by my reading lamp
Remembered when I’d sit in wait
Then marked our parting from that date
I read by line by line by line
That old sarcastic Valentine
That you denied you’d sent to me
Then took it back
It’s a thought that we shared, a careless phrase
A curse or a joke, some words of praise
But I didn’t write
Did you wonder why?
It was the easiest way to say «Goodbye»
You’ll see my photo beside the article
«That's just some guy I used to know
I was never his
He was always mine
But I wrote him off by line by line»
By line by line by line by line by line by line
By line by line