Looking through the past,
what is it I could have done?
To make you feel like
I wasn't the one.
Last time I checked,
you chased me for months.
Until I finally gave you a chance
to prove yourself once.
Our first date.
Our first kiss.
My first text.
Saying you were the one I missed.
Was there at your highest.
Was there when you were low.
Yeah, I kept some things from you.
I eventually told you, though.
Done so much for you.
Even when everyone told me no.
Despite the lack of thank yous,
I stayed by your side.
But when it was my turn for need,
you didn't attempt to try.
How come it took you six months to apologize?
How come it took my mother to wipe the tears from my eyes?
You've turned your back from me.
And you don't care to realize.
From the time I wake up
to the time I go to sleep,
You're destroying my mind.
Even in my dreams I weep.
Back and forth I'm pacing.
My mind constantly racing.
How could I get you back?
How come it's me doing the chasing?
How it's me you're replacing?
You were my first.
You were my only.
What have I done to you?
For you to treat me so coldly.
Surely and slowly,
I'm picking up the pieces.
Chest pains and tear stains,
forehead riddled with creases.
Blank stares,
redundant prayers,
I'm broken beyond repair.