I know, i know
you chose me
but i still wonder
(though wondering only gets me into trouble)
does it still hurt?
to be around her?
to hear her?
to smell her?
does it hurt to know that i'm what you ended up with
when you could've had more
you could've had a lot more than little old me
but still you assure me
that you would never leave
that you would never do anything of the sort.
but how do i know?
people say be careful
or to just stay away all together
but still like dust to cotton i cling
to every last microscopic thread of evidence
that it's me that you want
not her
that you love me
(or maybe just strongly like to the point where it's only not love because we're too young to understand such a thing)
you'd never leave me
i'm sure of it
i've assured others of it
but if i'm so sure
why do i still wonder?
