To Those Who Deserved Better.

22

I liked your crooked smile.
The nights we spent talking,
Or the time you held my hand
I liked you.
You said there were some parts of our relationship we don't say out loud
We can't say out loud.
Your my best friend, and I am yours.
But you're with someone else and you say I'm the one you love.

You don't make the ones you love,
a second choice.

I used to like the way we were. I use to love the way we wanted to be
But this is not love. Maybe it isn't our time.

Maybe it never will be
Or maybe we will be 30 and married and look back at our yearbooks laughing at how stupid we were.

Maybe...
I can't live a life of maybe's.