I could have
filled the gaps between your fingers.
I could be the one
you can talk to on the phone--
from dusk to dawn.
My shoulders are ready for you to cry on.

But even if I muster the feelings
you wouldn't have the same for me.

Undeserving,
I thought to myself
I hate the feeling that I am just an option
you have not selected.

It hurts
how you think
I'm not the one for you.

For my eyes, you were the only one.
Without question
Without hesitations

But I guess you will never know.

You missed out.
But thank you for not choosing me.

I realized,
it's not you
I deserve.
I've learned
the one that needs love
the most

isn't you,



but myself.