He was a lost love from the start
And i know i don’t love him
Not anymore but sometimes
I just want him to see what he missed out on
And sometimes i just wish he did like me
And sometimes i just wanted him to say i love you once
But i love who i’m with it’s just sometimes i imagine it's him
But the person i love makes up for it
Because he is beautifully charming and doesn't mind me saying
Stupid things at 3am and my bad habits the one i love isn’t perfect
But there's a beauty in his imperfection