Inspired by "She" by Dodie Clark, but this will use male pronouns. In the lyrics I provided he/him would be she/her in the song. Also I'm trying first person, which I dont generally like writing.
And I'll be okay Admiring from afar Because even when he's next to me we could not be more far apart Cause he tastes like birthday cake and story time and fall, But to him I taste of nothing at all.
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I was in love with him. Inexpliciably, unabashedly, truly, in love.
But he was not in love with me; plain as day. And he wasn't going to fall in love with me.
And that's all okay. Really, it is.
I won't say anything because I don't want to ruin what we do have.
So I'll watch him fall in love with several girls, even though I know deep down I would treat him better.
I'll comfort him because that's what I'm meant to do.
And I'll be his best man when he asks me to be.
I'll suffer the torture of watching him marry somebody else because I just want him to be happy.
He deserves to be happy after everything.
He ended up kissing me on his bachelor night. It was spontaneous and random, and I know it didn't mean anything to him.
For the less than ten seconds his lips were on mine I was over the moon. I was on cloud nine.
At the moment everything felt alright.
And I felt everything. The sparks, the fireworks, the bliss. True bliss.
But then he pulled away and I looked down at his hand reminding myself that his ring did not match mine.
In fact I didn't even have a ring.
His ring matched his bride-to-be.
He took a swig of his alcohol and laughed.
There was a golden aura around him. An aura of happiness.
I knew he didn't feel the sparks.
And it was okay.
"Will you take this woman to be your lovely bride?"
"Yes," he says, with a wide grin on his face.
That's what happiness looks like.
And this, I frowned, is what sadness feels like.
Then they kissed.
"Congrats to the new married couple!" The others exclaim.
Their married life awaits.
And it's all okay with me. If he's happy, I'm happy.
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Woo, that was fun. So I never stated who's perspective this was. I'm interested in whose's you inagined it as, or if you just read it as I.
