Naamloos

You’re my only choice. That’s right, not my first but my only choice. And I’m not even your second, I’m probably your last. I really hoped you’d be the one I could count on, who’d be there when everything went to hell, but I guess we can’t all have what we want. Cuz you’re too busy with her, and then it’s like I don’t even exist anymore. How can you not see I’m hurting?

You keep saying you want to be there for me, but there’s a difference between wanting to be there and actually being there.