The one who stayed (sophie)

Funny how love can ache… even when it was never yours.

I waited for your text again,

stared at my phone until 3AM.

You never meant to lead me on,

but I kept reading hope where there was none.

You talked about other guys like

I was just your midnight therapist.

And I kept smiling through the hurt,

acting fine while breaking underneath it.

I’d give the world just to be

the one you saw when you couldn’t sleep.

But love is cruel when it’s one-way—

a language you never learned to say.

So here I am, loving someone

who never loved me back.

Chasing shadows on her walls,

trying to fill a heart I lacked.

I whispered “please just notice me,”

but you were looking past my face…

and I kept missing what I had

right in front of me every day.

I found old pictures on my shelf,

me and Sophie laughing like kids again.

Birthday hats, scraped-up knees—

she was always there, always choosing me.

She held my heart after every fall,

picked me up when I lost it all.

And suddenly… it hit me slow—

love was there, I just didn’t know.

She never asked for anything,

just stayed beside me quietly.

Her eyes said what her lips never did—

she loved me long before I noticed.

All this time I chased a dream

that never once looked back at me.

But Sophie held my broken parts

like she was meant to set them free.

I cried for someone who didn’t care,

while someone real was always there.

And maybe love’s not who you chase…

but who stays.

Funny how the heart can be blind,

searching for love it’ll never find.

But when the noise fades and the pain clears…

you see who’s been whispering your name for years.

“Sophie… I’m sorry it took me this long.”

I let go of the girl who never saw me,

and fell for the one who always did.

She’s the safety in my storms,

the light I didn’t know I missed.

Unrequited love nearly broke me—

but Sophie helped me heal again.

’Cause real love isn’t who you want…

it’s who stays until the end.