Anxieties, Compiled

The real problem is that

I had you once and

then, when I left you,

you moved on.

And then she had you and

you left her

and now here you are,

you have moved on.

But the problem is

you loved her,

you loved someone else;

she wasn’t me.

And now I have you again

and you say,

“let’s pick up where we

left off,”

but I can’t forget

the years

you spent with her.

I doubt she isn’t

on your mind.

The difference between us

is that you may

love me,

but I have never

loved anyone

but you.

I may be

the best

in your mind,

but you are

the only one

in my heart.

Even if I

have you now,

I will always have to

your past.