He knows he can have me.  It’s something he won’t forget, like his own birthday.  He knows I’d leave you if he asked.  If he stepped up, said, “ready.”  If only he’d say so.  Save you from you.

He knows he’s what I’ll hold out for.  He’s the cards I won’t fold, the money I’ll count under the table.  He’s the call I’ll want to make upon receiving news.  I’d call you wishing it were he.  Everything would be wishing it were he.  He’s the everything, except here with me. 

He knows I’m looped around his finger, the one I’d use to point you to the door if he stepped back through mine.  I’m swept up by his hurried gait as he brushes right past me. He can’t see past he, except to see how I see right past you.   

He knows I ache without him, but my wounds live with you.  I’m with you because you can say everything he can’t.  I’d say goodbye to you with his first whisper of the H in hello.  I’d bring him the moon, even if he asked for another once I brought it down.  You’re my second choice, and I’d be there in seconds, even if he complained I was late.  I’d bring him everything, including an end to you and me.

You can’t see past how he passed on me to see how I see right past you.

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She knows she can have you.  It’s something she won’t forget, like her own birthday.  She knows you’d leave me if she asked.  If she stepped up, said, “ready.”  If only she’d say so.  Save me from me.

She knows she’s what you’ll hold out for.  She’s the cards you won’t fold, the money you’ll count under the table.  She’s the call you’ll want to make upon receiving news.  She’s the everything, except here with you. 

She knows you’re looped around her finger, the one you’d use to point me to the door if she stepped back through yours.  You’re swept up beneath her hair as it brushes right past you.  She can’t see past she, and you hardly notice me.

She knows you ache without her, but your wounds live with me.  I’m with you because I can say everything she can’t.  You’d say goodbye to me with her first hello.  I’d bring you the moon, even if you asked for another once I lassoed it down.  I’m your second choice, and I’d be there in seconds, even if you complained I was late.  You’d bring her everything, including an end to you and me.

I can’t see past how she passed on you and how you see past me.