Not Meant to Be Anyone's Lover

Sitting in the corner,

while my favorite things in the middle.

If I could just say I'm important,

then that's a lie that won't be forgiven.

Somewhere on the border,

you sit there along with the world.

I wish I could just go there,

but my feet won't walk in that direction.

One day, I might stop smiling.

One day, you might disappear along with time.

But will there be something that can truly be called the end? The

promise we forgot might have been fulfilled without us knowing.

Laying between the flowers,

while my memories flew with the dandelions.

If I could just say I'm the one,

then that's a lie that shouldn't be made an exception.

Somewhere in the future,

you're waiting for someone's hand.

I wish I could just walk down that aisle,

but my feet won't leave this ground.

One day, I might stop wondering.

One day, you might feel happiness with someone else.

But will there be something that can truly be called forever?

The confessions we spoke might have been remembered, but just not for a lifetime.

In the end, I clung onto my wish for your happiness,

I clung onto the hope of what could happen.

But I'm not that important to wait for,

I'm just someone who's full of uncertainty.

So just go there in the middle with your favorite things, and favorite

people. Stay in your world, standing with someone in the aisle.

Because I will only watch in the corner,

as an outsider who's not meant to be anyone's lover.