Seconded...

It doesn't matter if u ask me to wait,
Its just a period of time,
This too shall pass,I tell myself,
There is no point in cryin...

What actually keeps bothering my mind,
Is how u just cannot comprehend,
Being seconded always for him by you,
Is not something that I can stand...

He brings u tears and gives u fears,
Its me who takes them away,
But still its his words and what he does,
That makes u n ur mood to sway...

Each time I meet or talk to u,
I try to make it f a special kind,
But still his thoughts and how he feels,
Is all that z on ur mind...