You said it was nothing
When you kissed her.
That a kiss doesn't mean a thing.
But I wish it did.
I wish a kiss meant everything.
I'd give anything for that reassurance
That all those times you kissed me,
That you felt everything.
That it meant something.
Or anything at all.

It's your choice.
It always has been.
I don't beg people to stay,
Nor do I stick around
Where I'm not wanted.
I just hope you know
I was ready to give you the world.
You already were mine.