Never

I can never be what he misses.
I can never be his exes.
All I can be is me.
And if me isn’t good enough,
Then I will truly miss him.

I have not experienced what he has,
And I feel out of the loop.
Thoughts of high school creep back to mind,
Of not knowing someone’s story,
Or what is going on.

I wish for him to like me for me.
I wish for him to LOVE me for me.
For I can never be what I am not.
I can never change to fit him.
All I can offer is me.

I have my own stories,
No where near his.
I will ask his tales, but in do time.
Or he shall tell me when he is ready.
Until then I will never know.

I will never truly understand him,
Not as everyone else does.
Never know what he’s thinking.
Until those thoughts of mine,
Finally have their answers.