10/12/13

I can´t keep being your second choice. 
Not when you are my first.

I guess it something I’m cursed with-
This personality of mine
I act like I don’t care
I act like I feel fine

But in all honesty
When I look at you
I can help the feelings that stir
I know what’s there is true

I don’t want you for your body
Though your form is truly best
I want you for your mind 
And what beats inside your chest

Your thoughts are beautiful
Your genius baffles me at times
I appreciate they way you try
To cheer me up with silly rhymes

Your heart’s as big as any I’ve encountered 
Though you continually hurt mine
With your kind words and more than friendly gestures
Through all this like I have for you, I act like I am fine

Even you meet someone new
And you leave me behind
You talk to girls so pretty and femme
And I know you’ll never be mine

Your arms will never comfort me
Your lips won’t feel my smile
And that’s the way I’ve always felt
I have for quite a while

I think you love me as a friend
But I’ve always wanted more
I’ve come to realize being Second choice

Makes the heart rather tired and sore