it’s funny how time can change everything / just like the changing of the seasons / i thought i was your first choice / your early summer / your june / instead / i find myself playing second fiddle / the august to your july / i don’t want to settle for being just the august you come to when you’ve got nowhere else to go / i want to be the one you think about first / the one you can’t wait to see when summer rolls around / but you run to me when all your other options have failed you / i am your last resort / your fallback plan / your consolation prize /
it hurts to be someone’s second best / to know that they only turn to you when their other option doesn’t work out / it’s like being an august in a world of junes / forever waiting / forever hoping for my turn / forever being the afterthought /i just wish i could be more than just your august / your late summer / i want to be your june / your first choice / your summer’s peak / i want to be the best / the one you choose because you want to / not because you have to / i wonder what it would be like to be your june / your first choice / your first love / would you treat me differently if i was someone you actually wanted to be with instead of just someone you settled for? maybe i’m being irrational / maybe i’m just a romantic at heart / & maybe it’s my fault for getting too close / for investing too much into this connection / expecting more than i should’ve / but i can’t help but wonder if things could have been different if you had chosen me first / but maybe that’s just the way things always go / like the tides / always changing & shifting / never staying in one place for too long / maybe i’ll always be the one who got left behind / the one who could have been your june / but ended up being your august /
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the still waters
Poetryi stared into the abyss of blue‚ ripples distorting the image of a stranger. ﹛ a potpourri of words ﹜