It was her who waited.

It was her who cared.

It was her who tried to let go but failed.

It was her who loved.

It was her.

It was always her.

I love the way you look at a girl with sincerity

I love the way your hands slide on her waists, locking her in your presence

I love the way you talk to her, careful of every single word you might say

I love the way you protect her, like she's a rare type of diamond you just saw

I love the way you treat her with kindness and love and not of rudeness and violence

But there's only one thing I don't love

And that's the way you do it with her, and not me.

Clock ticking

It's 3 am.

I am up this late

Mind focused on you

Funny how you're unconscious that

Someone's been missing you

While you were sound asleep

You wake up in the morning

Not even a single memory of me

Passing through your mind

Saddening how you live your life

Without me in it