Miss Her Another Time.

Oh how I hate how much you think of her compared to me. 
She's not around, but I'm here, I wish you could see. 
I'm sorry to be an inconvenience, but I exist too.
And even after all of the things I've said to you.
She still creeps into your thoughts, and you think I don't notice.
But I do, and I feel like I'm helpless.
Because you miss her.
I don't even matter.
I just wish you'd miss her behind my back.
Let me pretend to think that you're all mine.
Even so, I can't just shove you away.
Because I'm all yours, and I'll come back every time.