You were a substitute
For something I once had
A second - best replacement
To one whom I once loved
I took advantage of your affections
Your sincerity and love
And used it for my own selfish desires
To numb the pain in my heart
You were my perfect revenge to him
To show I've moved on
Because you were loving and gentle
Something he once were
At first, I felt triumphant
Yet empty as it all seems
You were never good enough
The same way he was to me.
You were the exact opposite
Devoted, faithful, and true
But I still wasn't satisfied
Because he wasn't you
And every time I held your hand
Or flirted back at you
All I can think about was him
And what he always used to do
Like when he'd whisper sweet nothings
You would shout it out to the world
He would hold me close and short
You'd prefer to never let me go
Yet why couldn't I
Belong to you like I did to him
Love you as much, even more
Than what I used to give
But his memories continues to haunt me
Though you were always there
And as I look at you
I always see him
I couldn't hurt you any longer
That would just be unfair
To keep comparing you to him
In every way I can
So, to finally end
I'm sorry, I never loved you
Or reciprocated your sincerity in any way
But I would not keep hold of you any longer.
As cliche as it may sound to you
I know it does to me
I'm sorry, just know it wasn't you
It has always been me.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 7:40 AM UTC
You were a substitute
For something I once had
A second - best replacement
To one whom I once loved
I took advantage of your affections
Your sincerity and love
And used it for my own selfish desires
To numb the pain in my heart
You were my perfect revenge to him
To show I've moved on
Because you were loving and gentle
Something he once were
At first, I felt triumphant
Yet empty as it all seems
You were never good enough
The same way he was to me.
You were the exact opposite
Devoted, faithful, and true
But I still wasn't satisfied
Because he wasn't you
And every time I held your hand
Or flirted back at you
All I can think about was him
And what he always used to do
Like when he'd whisper sweet nothings
You would shout it out to the world
He would hold me close and short
You'd prefer to never let me go
Yet why couldn't I
Belong to you like I did to him
Love you as much, even more
Than what I used to give
But his memories continues to haunt me
Though you were always there
And as I look at you
I always see him
I couldn't hurt you any longer
That would just be unfair
To keep comparing you to him
In every way I can
So, to finally end
I'm sorry, I never loved you
Or reciprocated your sincerity in any way
But I would not keep hold of you any longer.
As cliche as it may sound to you
I know it does to me
I'm sorry, just know it wasn't you
It has always been me.
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