You. You're the only one who makes me cry when you look at him like you love him. The only person in this world who can make me jealous of the spoon touching your rosy lips, there were time I woudl walk past your house trying to make you notice me outside your gate, hoping, wishing, praying you would let me in.
I loved you, cherished you, wanted- needed you. I was nothing put a pebble in your shoe stabbing at your blistered heel, but at least you noticed me. I would watch as you played with his hair, how he would smile and you would the tip of his nose, I would pretend you were there for me, that you were there to confess your love to me.
Mom says I'm delusional but I think I just have a big healthy imagination.
He can never love you the way I can, he can never give you the things I can. You would coe over and give him flowers, they would die in a week. If you gave them to me they would live forever. Dad says I'm being obsessive but i think I'm being hyperaware. There are so many things I can give you can give you children and we can live happily with a dog. He can't do that for you.
One day you proposed to him, I was terribly sad, that same night he got into a terrible accident, you cried for weeks after. But, at least you noticed me. We would talk for hours and hours about him, I didn't mind it.
You are amazing and you would look even better in my garden with the others I told you, you were confused so I showed you, You called me a freak and left. A namazing addiction if I do say so myself.
please give me more songs and positive feedback
YOU ARE READING
The Book Of Songs
RomanceThere are so many different songs in the world and I like to write my take on them. I will listen to a song and write the message behind it or turn it into a story. If you want me to do one for you or maybe I've already done your favorite song pleas...
