You Will Never Be My Dear.

I'm every girl on the street, I'm whoever you want me to be.

I'm your neighbor's daughter planning my grand getaway to the faraway lands of Akron, Ohio.

I'm your best friend's girlfriend who keeps sneaking shameless glances across the table at dinner.

I'm the impossible string of high notes in the second verse of your favorite song.

I'm the only reason you wear the color yellow, I told you it looked good on you once the second time we met at that park down the street.

I'm your first real kiss and your last real goodbye, I'm tears on a Tuesday night stood up at the bar - again.

I'm the person sitting by you in class every day for a year, taking diligent notes and only looking up to bless you when you sneeze.

I'm little parts of every ex girlfriend you've ever had, pieced together so perfectly that you can't help but love me.

I'm your favorite memory even though I'm still sitting right here.