You don’t know me, and you will not try,
’Cause I matter less to you.
I am just another girl, and I accepted that.
It’s hard to smile with tears in my eyes,
but when I see your smile, I feel satisfied.
So what if I am not with you?
So what if your smile is different for her?
I know you’ll never be mine,
but you’ll always be my favourite incomplete wish.
I won’t lie when I say I have cried for you,
begged the Lord to make me yours,
to rewrite my fate,
to somehow end me with you.
But it’s all just a waste,
’cause you are happy without me,
and it kills me.
So what if your name rhymes with hers?
So what if your eyes shine for her
like mine do when I look at you?
I know you’ll never be mine,
but you’ll always be my favourite incomplete wish.
I know I won’t matter to you.
Even if I die, you won’t cry,
’cause you were never mine.
Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 12:20 PM UTC
You don’t know me, and you will not try,
’Cause I matter less to you.
I am just another girl, and I accepted that.
It’s hard to smile with tears in my eyes,
but when I see your smile, I feel satisfied.
So what if I am not with you?
So what if your smile is different for her?
I know you’ll never be mine,
but you’ll always be my favourite incomplete wish.
I won’t lie when I say I have cried for you,
begged the Lord to make me yours,
to rewrite my fate,
to somehow end me with you.
But it’s all just a waste,
’cause you are happy without me,
and it kills me.
So what if your name rhymes with hers?
So what if your eyes shine for her
like mine do when I look at you?
I know you’ll never be mine,
but you’ll always be my favourite incomplete wish.
I know I won’t matter to you.
Even if I die, you won’t cry,
’cause you were never mine.
This poem is about accepting and letting go
It's about how sometimes incomplete wish become special and memorable