I remember looking at you.
While you looked at her.
You had that dreamy look in your eyes.
I would know for I always looked at you like that.
You would constantly talk about her.
As I faked smiles acting like I was okay.
You would take about how much you loved her.
As I nodded my head smiling while I was far from broken inside.
I remember the Saturdays you used to visit me in.
We would watch movies as you held me.
My heart would always beat for you.
I remember when you came crying one day telling me that she didn't love you back.
You kept telling me that she was too good for you.
While I always knew that you were too good for anyone.
I remember how my best friend would talk to each other.
While I sat on the corner listening to them talking.
They would laugh at things I never thought were funny.
I faked laghed un till my cheeks began to pain.
I remember the days when he left his family for than one woman.
I remember when I would never be the first choice.
For I would shed tears for those who never had me constantly in their head.
For I am always.
The Second Choice.