I am the second choice
The one that holds you together
The listener on the sidelines waited to be called

I am the best friend that’s never seen as more
Mending all your wounds of the other guys you so chose
Never overstepping the title you have given me

I make a promise that remains unbroken
That I would never leave your side
Always be there for you, wiping the tear from your eye

I am the second choice
I will never be the first
Only haunting the feeling that you’ll see me as the worst

I want to hate you
Complain about you to friends
Ask what I did wrong
But that won’t get you back

I want to see you
And explain all my mistakes
Tell you I’ll change
Any way you want me to

I want to feel
My hand softly in yours
Show you that I’ll do anything
To keep you from walking out that door

But all these wants mean nothing
You’d still end up gone
Nothing I can do
But wonder why you left

I tend to feel this feeling
The feeling broken, passed lovers feel
Feelings of a statue on a cold, dark night
The chilling Pit of loneliness bringing me ever near

Who am I to deny faith
Maybe this is who I am
A sad little boy
Trapped in a state of unknowing

“This can’t be all,” I cry
But there isn’t a soul around
Therefore, I stand in the Pit
Accepting what I am

I know She exists
Somewhere, waiting for me
Her eyes as beautiful as the night sky
The image of Her taunting my brain

We’ll meet with a feeling of uncertainty
Clumsy fumbling of words
Heart racing beauty
I know She exists

She’ll cherish all my flaws
And still look inside
Seeing nothing special
But a boy with teary eyes

She will be there to wipe my tears
Along with fear and sadness
Her hands as soft as silk
I know She exists

When you found me, I had never found my way
However, with you the darkness goes away

With you, I feel immoral, like nothing is ever grey
Now that time has passed, the thoughts of you fades away

Those times, I felt whole and happy. I wanted you to stay
Moments like those fills my head with words I dare not say today

“I love you” “I miss you” rolled off my tongue every other day
Now they are just letters that make up words that I cannot think to say

I hope you’re doing well, thoughts of you in my head
My mind still full of words I cannot say