You get the love of the guy I’m madly in love with.
His sense of humor adored by both of us,
Yet his intention is to hear your laugh, not mine.
He can talk about himself for hours on end,
To show himself off,
But for you to see how great a catch he is but to me,
Because he knows he can tell me anything.
He is so protective,
But for you, it’s because he loves you,
For me its because I’m just a friend.
You could say anything to him,
Hurt him in the process,
Yet you know he would come back to you
Because he just does cares that much.
I know I would never say anything to hurt him,
Never have. How can I?
With guys, I’ve liked before,
I’ve never been able to utter a word to them.
I was so shy at first, but now, every conversation
I’ve come to realize, I genuinely want to know what he’s thinking.
To the point, where I want to know every thought of his.
He knows your wrong for him,
Maybe he doesn’t see it.
He is so lost in the ocean that is you,
He doesn’t realize he’s sinking.
I can’t tell him, the way I feel,
I can’t tell him how wrong you are,
How right I can be.
It’s very common,
To see your soulmate in someone when all he sees in you,
Is just another acquaintance.
Finding a connection like this is quite rare,
But if not reciprocated, can leave you aching
For him to feel that way someday.
It aches, to envision him ending up,
With anyone, not me.
I implore, please hold on to him,
For he is a gem of a guy,
Because if not mine,
At least someone deserves to be the apple of his eye.
How lucky you are,
To have this guy,
This stupid guy,
Who will never be mine.
And now, he may be sitting, thinking about you
Breaking a heart here, who belongs to his.
A heart that has never gone through heartbreak,
A heart that has never gone through love,
A heart that has always been in unrequited love
Can you really break a heart that hasn’t been broken?
Can you really love a broken heart?