To the Girl who Built a Castle in Your Heart
She will never be me —
She will never have to tell you
to stop looking at the rearview mirror to catch a glimpse of her,
That love is not as simple as
standing in the rain next to you,
That anesthesia doesn’t work on
broken hearts.
She will never be me —
She will never know how
inexperienced your heart and hands were,
That first kisses aren’t made
to be prizes for a dare
They’re always awkward, never
perfect, and not always magical.
She will never love you like I
did —
Carefree,
Immature,
She will love you a darker
shade of red.
She won’t hide under her sheets
at 3 am to whisper her love for you
Nor would she pretend not to
hear when you promised to love her even in your next life
She won’t say yes even when she
meant the opposite
She won’t hold your heart only
to crush it.
She will never be me
And I will never be her —
I will never be the girl you
wait in front of the altar
Because I had cold feet before
you even asked me to spend forever with you.
