he'd stop reaching for the hand that'd snatch away 

 he'd stop pulling in the waist that'd push him away 

 he'd stop staring at the girl that'd roll her eyes at him 

 he'd stop smiling at the girl that'd turn her head at him 

 he'd stop telling her that she was his 

 he'd stop asking why she was with someone else 

 he'd stop telling her to leave who she was with 

I wish I could've had him back then 

I wish I'd known my feelings before he began smiling and staring at another girl

I wish I'd known my feelings before he began reaching for another girls waist and hand

I wish I'd known my feelings before he began calling another girl his and telling her he loved her 

All I can think about now is how much I could've had him back then 

If only I'd been truthful with myself in the past could I have really had him back then