Second Best

Second best feels like loneliness,

Knowing that the only time you’re loved, is when he needs .

Second best feels like desperation,

Knowing that the only time he wants to see you naked is when he’s trying to stop thinking of someone else.

Second best is knowing all of the curves and valleys of you’re body,

And having him only gloss over every secret you have to offer.

Second best is knowing that he could’ve chosen anyone,

But because your body is made up of something beautiful and tasty, he only wanted to taste test it.

Second best is knowing the infinite miles your mind has,

And having him only see the beginning, and thinking that the journey is far too long.

Second best is meeting him,

It’s learning about his life,

Absorbing the good in it,

Knowing that he still misses her,

And thinking that you will never be the girl he deserves,

But knowing that you deserve much better.