Of course it wasn’t about me,
Was it ever going to be?
Never the chosen one
but always the chosen, in the end I mean
I don’t feel jealousy anymore
I know she means something different to you
I will never understand.
You take my hand but I know somehow
hers is preferred
She can take you further than me
I don’t have that much to offer
She’s there and she can do it,
She has the power
She welcomes you in more than I do
It’s a safer feeling, such certainty
While I give you tales of some far away fantasy
that is never real for you
How selfish of me,
To expose this to you
knowing that you are where you are,
I will never get her nor her I
We will laugh and smile to one another but never talk, really.
She knows me but doesn’t ask to be kept up to date.
I’ll ask about her though,
Because I just want to relate to you
She’s your interest,
your something sweet,
in a setting I’m far gone from
Still you are my home,
My welcome back
While she’s something present and always exciting,
She can bring you away
Lift you from the reality that I left you in
Filling the gap that I was inevitably to bring.