I know that you don't like me,
Even if he was the one who first wrote to me.
You never really understood
Why I cared for him.
So I kept my distance.
Because I could never have him
The way you do.
He only remembers me
When he's feeling blue.
We started off as friends,
And perhaps that's
How we were always meant to end.
He chose you
To be his wife,
And he's grateful
You became his life.
I exist only in his memories.
You lie in his embrace.
You stand beside him
In sickness and in health,
Through the trenches and life's wealth.
And I would never wish
To be the cause of pain,
Or the reason
Love begins to strain.
But sometimes I wish
He had kissed me,
Back when I believed
We were meant to be.
Because you get to share
Your tears with him.
I hid mine
Whenever life turned grim.
You will always have him.
Yes.
You will always have him.
I will simply
Be
A memory.
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