Half My Thoughts

What am i to you?

can't you just love me? please?

why do you make me sit in the dark and wait?

am i nothing more than a prize?

you got the pretty girl. The one everyone wanted

Now what is my use? to warm your bed?

I see the way you look at her

the one who no one sees.

I'll admit it. She's gorgeous, and smart and worth it

But have you ever considered that I might be too?

of course you haven't, not when i give into your charms so easily

if the tables were turned. I think I would do this too

if not for the ego then for the desperation of love

how nice it must feel to close your eyes at night knowing that someone loves you so much they lost themself

must feel so rewarding.