How do I tell him I wanna see him happy, I wanna make him smile and I wanna be by his side? That I want him to hold me, sweep me off my feet? That I want to be there for him, I wanna wake up next to him and I wanna be his all but he can never be mine cause he’s someone else’s number one line. He belongs to another and that’s why I can’t grow fonder, the idea is to never make a move. There is no plan but how do I tell my younger self that upon all the promises of self love and righteousness, I allowed myself to fall for somebody else’s man? I never wanna make a move and I never will but the hurt I feel I can’t explain. I wish them happiness, I’m not praying for a fall. With time I’d quench this thirst but if I could turn back the hands of time, I’d wish I met him first.