For when Im bored

i wrote this one like 2 months ago

You’ll Never Guess
(And I’ll Never Tell)

I know I gave up that kiss a long time ago,
but it doesn’t belong to him.
My distraction doesn’t love me like
he loves you.
And my distraction would never ever
for fear she may allow herself to become
something more than an enigma.
You were always so content
with losing yourself
in something bigger but not
better than you.
I hope he makes you happy.
I hope you know that until now,
none of my poems have ever been
longer than one page.
I hope he makes you feel alive.
I hope you compare him to me
and fail to realize you’re better off
without me.

I hope you’ll fight for me.
Because I can’t do this
without
you.