I don’t wanna be an option. I want to be a priority. I want someone who doesn’t have to think twice about it and who would always chose me. I want someone to look at me and really find me beautiful. I want someone to write me stupid poetry, someone that relates every cheesy love song to me. And that’s why I won’t wait for you thinking you might love me enough someday. I will not waste my time being your second choice, cause I’ll be busy searching for the person who’s first I am.
Me to the boy that cheated on his girlfriend with me