Poetry & Art

Second Best

I don’t know if we’ll survive the year, 

and sometimes I think we’ll perish by the end of the day. 

Almost two decades of life, 

it’s so hard to believe I’ve only had 4 years with you;

I’m afraid that’s all I’ll get. 

We were over before we started, 

we both knew that, 

but you’ll be in my heart forever, 

even when you make your way back to her bed. 

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