I see you and him together, smiling, being happy, loving life and loving each other. I see your had in his walking down the hall, I see your happiness when you're with him, and even though I see you as happy as you are, I can't help but think that I could have been him, the one that gets to love you, and the one that get to call you mine. Every time I text you now, I'm reminded that I'm not him. I love you because you're the person who never fails to remind me about the good in everything, you have a pure and strong heart, when I'm as far from happy as I can be, you pull me back effortlessly. These feelings, I feel, aren't justified because you're happy and that's what I want for you. I just wish I could be the cause to the effect. Forever I'll love you and wish you'd love me too, but I'm glad I have you as part of my life, and I'll always wish I could be a bigger part of yours.
