What do I need to do to be loved by you?
Is there something she said that I didn’t say? Or is it that I said it too late?
I just want her spot, I saw it first, it’s unfair to sit here pretending I am ok when I know no matter how good our night was she is the one you are going home to
I sit here watching you update your status and wonder if I might be the one you are talking about
Stupid of me…how could it ever be, she has my spot.
From that spot I no longer have to imagine what it will be like to touch you ..no not a hug I am not your classmate
I mean..touch you feeling your soft velvet skin with my finger tips, staring into your soul and manipulating the traits of your innocence.
From that spot I can be the source of your happiness, your best friend.
Lets play a game, how many beats does my heart make per minute when I hear your voice?
I’ll kiss you as many times as the answer…
But she is in my spot… I feel like there is a cloud covering my sun and all I have is bleak
I don’t know how long she will be there, but I am waiting
While she loves you wrong…says your name wrong…she calls you at the wrong times
I am waiting…in my love your heart will find a place to call home
I want my spot…..