"I'm tired of being in a relationship
Where I'm always the second choice"

Tears are in her eyes
As she tries feebly not to cry
She's fragile and weak
To sad to find more words to speak

She would never be my second choice
She hasn't been since I first heard her voice

She snuggles into my arms
Shaking from sobs
Tearing me apart
Cutting to my heart

She would be my only one
Till the day we part or till life is done

She lifts her head
Her cheeks still wet
I gently wipe tears away
Afraid she will break

She was never my second choice
I'd tell her.. but I can't find my voice

I'm the safety net.
I'm the fall back on,
Backup plan.

I'm getting tired of always being second best.
I don't want to compete with her anymore
And I shouldn't have to.

Choking on emptiness
When you need someone so much
When you wish to hold them so much
But they're so far away
And your heart…
It constricts with longing and fear and love and you miss them so much
And you're not complete when they are
Absent.
Absent is awful
They are alive, they are somewhere but
They are not with you
They are present somewhere you are not
And it breaks my heart because she is absent from my life
But present in somebody else's
It's a choice they made
A priority they took
And you didn't win.
Once again you're at the back
And you're nobody's precious person
You have no one to be present for
You have no one to be absent from
You are just here
For yourself.

You chase and chase.
Unttil you find yourself second choice.
When there's no need to be.

You holds the key to in their life.
Where you wants to be?

When you were available to be number one.
They didn't see you there.
Only when the one they wanted didn't care.
Then they wanted you near.
Talking about the things you could share.
Which means you were second choice.

On, who they wanted to love.

Think hard.
Think good.
Will that make you happy?
Being a second choice lover.