Your smile lights up a room.
When you laugh,
I feel I’ve been cured of all my wounds.

You make me feel protected.
You make me feel loved.

I wish I could tell you,
How much you mean to me.
When I try to write about my feelings,
They simply escape me.

You dim the light of others,
just so you can shine.

Does it make you feel good smirking
when you hear them cry?

You take our kindness for granted
and we’d help you every time.

One day you might fall over
as we won’t be your shoulder to cry on this time.

I watch your stories,
I see you guys,
Together somewhere,
I hope that it’s nice.

Sometimes I wish I was there with you too,
But if you wanted me there you would have invited me too.

You never bother, so why should I?
You make me question, am I a bad guy?
You make me feel so alone.
As I walk away I whisper,
“I’d be better off on my own”.

Every night,
Before I dream,
I wonder what our lives could have been.

Filling up the ashtray,
Mascara running down my face,
Already on my third glass,
Can't believe you'd do that.
To me.

The sun beams dry up my teary face,
I'm worn out trying to seem ok.

and It's ok,
that I'm not ok.