And I wondered how can it be felt that effortlessly The feeling of not being left out, when that one leaves Only then you remember my existence and that I’m here Seasons went by and you’ve travelled the world with that one in mind Yet I’m still stuck here waiting for you but you never came It wasn’t about being busy as you said, I just wasn’t the priority That feeling of uneasiness in my chest that I get when I realize I didn’t mean as much as you did for me When I’m included only when others aren’t available It feels like there’s a void in my heart surrounded by endless solitude But can it be filled when I’m no longer the backup friend, your “Plan B”?....