When he talks about her
a smile creeps onto his face
I know he imagines her there listening to him
As he rants about how creative she is
How beautiful she is
How smart she is

I wish he was there
When I write in my journal
I talk about
How kind he is
How he is such a sweet heart
How he doesn't know I love him

I want to be her
And she wants to be me
She wants to listen to him vent about his dad
And I want to sleep next to him at night
She wants to go hang with the guys
And I want to go on dates just me and him

This grass isn't as green as she thinks
Its not nurtured it has longevity
Because of the memories we share
I wish he could see all the love I care in my
eyes for him

Well maybe one day he will see
That all he needs is me
And I will be waiting on him
If it takes a whole century I will still wait