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I wish it made sense for me
To call you in a moment of insane courage
And drive in the middle of the night
To tell you how I feel
How angry it made me
That all I was to you was a secret
One you wanted to taste so bad you were willing to take it to your grave
You had no right to tell me those things
You should've been better to me
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But no amount of yelling
Will ever make you mine
No amount of closure
Will replace never getting to know what it's like to be with you
No matter how ****** I am
If you asked me now
I would let you ******* lips
All those things you said you wanted to do
I would do it all
To be able to give something to you
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For one chance to know your love
I would give anything
Even if it meant
Looking at your finger
And ignoring the ring
Does she know that the shirt she's taking off of you
You kissed me for getting it for you?
I could write you a million metaphors to explain who he was to me
But if I'm being honest
There's only one that does him justice

He is the sadness you feel when you love someone so much that even though they are breaking your heart
All you can do is look at them through blurry eyes and say
"No, I'm so happy for you"
And hope that your smile is enough to convince them that you will stop loving them one day
When you like someone
Your senses will be blinded with excitement
Your pounding heart will drown out the whispers of rationality in your head
You will think and day dream and wonder and hope
And it will be magical
It should be

When you love someone
You will think of their well being more often than your own
You will learn everything about their voice and can place every freckle on their body and you will know them better than you know yourself; you will know them better than they know themselves
You will love and love and love until your heart becomes so full that it will almost burst and you will only love more
And it will be life-changing
It should be

When you lose someone
You will fall into a bottomless pit of sorrow for which you always look for them and you will never find them
You will sob and rage and fight and scream but nothing will bring them back
You will spend years trying to drown out their taste in liquor and other people but it will never work
And it will be tragic
It should be
A song from 7 years ago
Started playing on the radio
And without even realizing it
I was singing all the words

I wonder if we're like that song
No matter how many years pass between us
I will still know all the words to the song of your body
And be able to sing along
To His New Lover,

I have only heard whispers about you and seen glimpses of you in pictures
The one thing I know is that you and I are very different
And I hope that means something good
That maybe you bring out the man in him I never could

I hope he tells you you're beautiful every day even though you don't need to hear it but because you deserve it
I hope he never forgets to buy you flowers because he would do anything to see that smile spread across your face
I hope he holds you more than he makes love to you so that you always know he loves you for your soul and not for your body
I hope that when you fight, he fights for you instead of you having to convince him to stay
I hope that all the promises he makes and the dreams you build together you get to see manifest

I hope that there is never a day that you have to doubt his love because he is committed to showing you every second you're together how priceless your presence is to him

I hope you are everything to him that I couldn't be, that he wouldn't let me be, that I didn't know how to be.
I hope that your love is enough.

Sincerely,
The Girl who Loved Him First
I wrote all these words for you
I wonder if you'll ever read them
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