Borrowed Happiness

I think what is making my heart ache
Is that I recognized the borrowed happiness
I assumed was mine to possess
But I’m just a place holder
Until the real thing comes along
For everyone
I’m just someone that keeps the spot warm
To pass the time waiting
For the real deal.
I’ve always wanted to be the real deal
But I’m temporary
And I think I lost my way
Believing the happiness I felt was meant for me
For even just the season
Just a moment
Maybe it was meant for me
And I’m taking it hard the season is over now
The brief euphoric relief I recieved
Wasn’t meant to be for a forever
I’m glad for the taste of what things would have been
If I weren’t stuck being me

©AyalaRain