I can only speculate it would be easier
If I never had embodied her personality
Cause in my attempt to appease her
I made her into a part of me
And maybe that was my first red flag:
That a mirror was my most alluring
persona
If she was a spill then I was her rag
For I had no space within me for anything
once she was soaked up
And I’m not saying I regret it
Allowing her laugh to ignite my soul
And though I’ve tried, I’ll never forget it
The best parts of her have made me whole
She made me courageous, flirtatious
She taught me the meaning of nobility
How to take every happy moment and
own it
And how to truly appreciate my God-
given abilities
Even though I made a handful of mistakes
Like that time I let my anger get the best of
me
She loved me through my darkest days
And she forever cooled my temper’s heat
But perhaps the hardest thing to wrap my
mind around is how-
How am I supposed to ever love someone
else
When I can’t help but compare them to her
even now
Don’t get me wrong I did this to myself
When I stole some parts of her
In order to create the best parts of me
How could anyone ever measure up
When I was literally made for her, you see
It’s harder than one might think
To ever imagine doing that again
Taking another’s personality
To create an even better me when-
She’s the greatest person I have ever met
in my life
And after having spent 9 long years loving her
I really don’t understand how I can ever
expect anyone else to simply be
second best
When everyday the mirror reminds me of
how I must live without her forever
Reflecting on my best friend who got married.
She definitely loved me, but never the way I loved her
Update: 9-22-2020
The original line is "And after having spent 7 long years loving her",
but I update the number every year it stays true
