Unrequited love from a parent hurts in a special kind of way.
Your bad attitude all the boys loved feels more like insecurity.
He pointed at you when asked who was prettier. Do you feel better?
The unshakeable satisfaction that comes when you build something great.
You said “okay” when some guy decided to give you a ring. That’s great.
I light up your world so any darkness after reminds you of me.
I always thought I’d freak the fuck out if you left. More like: “oh okay.”
It seems you’re leaving for good. I can’t seem to care. Now that’s really good.
I have this feeling you won’t appreciate me until I’m not here.
There are some people I think about just to keep from getting closer.