You were my first after my heartbreak, I didn’t expect much... maybe just a fling that would fill some of the void that’s been circling deep inside. It was all fun and games until I saw you smile and the way your tone of voice changes when you speak about the things and people you love. How you hold me so close and place kisses on my forehead, sending me into the false thoughts that you would be mine. That someone like me could be worthy of someone like you. That I would become part of your family, that you’d be proud to call me yours, you’d kiss me like no one was watching, and love me like there was no tomorrow. How stupid of me to think so much of someone that wouldn’t even think of me as a second choice but a plan Z.