Normally I’m not this selfish.
But on move in day when I unpacked all those pictures of us, I needed to know whether you thought to bring them too.
And if they hung where you could see them and she could see them and he could see them or if they were hidden away.
Normally I’m not this selfish.
But when I looked into someone else’s eyes I found myself looking for yours.
And if they made me laugh I sometimes heard yours instead.
Normally I’m not this selfish.
But when I’m with the people I believe to be my closet friends, I wonder if you have closer ones.
And if they will surpass me as your best.
Normally I’m not this selfish.
But when I’m having a good time I think Are you having a better one?
And I compare things and events that aren’t even tangible.
Normally I’m not this selfish.
But when you’re with friends I hope that you mention me.
And if you have as much pride in me as I do in you.
Normally I’m not this selfish.
But as I’m writing this for you and thinking about you and wanting you I wish you would make me feel wanted too.
And you don’t always.
Normally I’m not this selfish.
But as I’m making memories with people I ask myself what kinds of ones you are making.
And if they are greater than the ones we share.
Normally I’m not this selfish.
But when you tell me you’re with her at 1 a.m. I can’t help but think that…
And maybe that’s what’s best for you.
Normally I’m not this selfish.
But I want you here more than anything.
And I can’t have that.