It was rightfully mine.
While I mantain it was RIGHTFULLY mine.
I no longer want to covet that position because after crying for 5 nights.
It all seemed senseless and meaningless.
One day, I'll send nail polish remover for you.
And deliver it and make sure you use it.
Because you've got super glue on your back.
Frankly, I dislike that super glue.
You've got "enough" of my "troubles"
and she's the "disgruntled one"
Thanks for listening, because at that time, I really felt love.
It hurts whenever I hear you mutter her name under your breath everytime you have to stand with me.
And how the "four of us" gradually evolved to the "four of them"
The times when you just walked off without me, the pain in me, I swear, was excruciating.
Every word you said suddenly became sarcastic and each word stabbed me through and I was bleeding from inside out.
When I finally realised, she was part of you and you were a great part of her.
Every single time you name would come out like a tune out of her mouth,
and with that, every time my heart would fall and my tears threatening to give my cool exterior away.
I fear the day would come too soon, the day when we forget the memories of the days before.
Those memories would linger somewhere and trigger intense feelings within me.
Those insignificant memories now proved otherwise.
With every sight of you I thought I would let a tear slip and let you know how much it hurts.