The sweet art of being replaced
The best part of me is being easy to replace.
Im like a station for People who need someone. Suddenly im that someone. People are like the train, they come, stop and when they are ready they move on like nothing happen. Like im no one...
Im here for them, everytime everywhere, when they need me... But they are not when I need someone.
Im helping them because I want to give someone, things I never had, feelings I never expirenced. Give them what Im dreaming of...
And everytime, Im thinking they will not obey me, they wont leave me like everyone... thats what I always tell myself... I want to belive it but it always end up the same way.
Everytime, there is someone else, someone Worth staying, someone Worth waiting and not obeying... And that someone is not me, NOT me.
Im always the second option and sometimes even not. IM always the facking station. And only station, im dreaming On being with them, on this train called life. For the lifetime giving what they want in Exchange for being close to me, even when its hot...
But who want to spend eternity with loser like me? Then let me just cease to exist... Im no one to them, no one to nothing. And one day they will leave me like everyone did someday... Im not of long Im for a moment of weakness.
I dont blame, i dont judge, i dont leave. Im here, i love i stay. I protect from warped world, People.
But this is not what they really want for the rest of their life, they want someone better. And The fact is, everyone is better than me!
Everyone will find someone better than me, better model of me. They always do and thats what hurts me the most...
If you are Reading it, if you are someone i know, someone who love me in its kind of way. Remember. If you leave me, thats fine you wont find someone like me ever again because you will find someone much better, someone whos not me...
Im not for eternity but you will always be, in my heart.














