A Better Version of Me

I would have kissed you, as if it was the very last time a human being could do it. Every time, every day.
I would sit you on my lap, and hold you, and speak nicely to you till you fell asleep.
I would call you every night, just to make sure you were going to sleep tight.
I would call you every morning, just to check if you needed the smallest thing. Or the biggest.
I would help you whenever you needed, with whatever I had, however I could.
I would make you feel safe, and protected, and secure. And you would be.
I would make you sure I will be there. Always. And I would be
I would make you feel loved like you've never been.
I would love you like you've never been.

But you'd rather daydream. You'd rather fantasize with him, and think of him as someone he is not. You'd rather cling to the childish illusion that he would make you happy, but deep inside you know he wouldn't be able to do so half as well as I can. You'd rather cry and scream and yell and mourn and grieve. But you won't accept your life to be any different than what the stupid movies tell you, will you?. Even if I can give you three times that. Even if I could give you twenty times that.

Knock
yourself
out.

I may not be the best, but I'm damn good. If you wanna feel like a mutt, go ahead. If you wanna beg for crams, go ahead. If you wanna pity your reflex in the mirror every day, go ahead.
I'm sure that eventually you'll realize how beautiful you are, and how better you should be treated. When you do, by all means, drop by. I'll be waiting, I guess.