she will always be your first love. and to me, she may be your last.
i don’t know if you love me. but when you tell me, i don’t doubt you.
all i ever really want for myself is to hear it. i don’t need you to prove it.
when she is sad, you say you become so, too.
and how about me, my love? do you get sad when i am sad?
because you will cheer her up. and i. i will cheer me up so you won’t appear upset to me. because when you are upset, i lose a very large piece of me… because when you don’t look okay, i want to cry.
so all i asked today, was to hear you tell me that you love me. thank you for doing so.
it has nothing to do with her, i know.. i really do know. what it was is me. i don’t think i belong. i still believe my ifs.
