at the alter and all i see is you marrying the girl of your dreams.
i’m watching as tears come to my eyes, i really shouldn’t cry.
i’ve been chasing you for so long but you never saw me the way i longed.
grasping my nails into my skin as i’m trying to hold it in.
“does anyone object this love” i stand and say “i do because i have loved you for many suns.”
you look at me and see how this is truly effecting me.
you say “caley, i have loved you so but not in the way i love her though.”
i sit back down and think of the times my smile was made by your charming eyes.
a few years later i come to see you have a child and she looks nothing like me.
not the way i wished it to have been but those eyes they really draw you in.
you see i have a child too but he doesn’t have a father oh how i wished it could have been you.
sounds kinda similar you never really had one either.
he will grow to love a girl thats not like me but thats rightfully so.
girls like me never get the right ending instead we stand aside at the wedding.
i’m glad this was all just a dream because maybe there is still hope for us dont you see?