It takes all of my effort to not text you
And teach you how to love him.
You can probably already make him
Happier than I ever did,
But maybe you should know
To keep your thoughts to yourself
So he won’t spend hours ignoring you.
Don’t ask about his past
Because he’ll never tell.
Show that little boy all the love you can
Because he rarely ever shows it,
But he’s as insecure as they come.
I want to teach you how to make him happy
So it’s still really me.

*(r.e.)