I know being first in another’s life,
Now what is like to no longer have,
Or be, that.
I know I am now peripherally
In others’ life, and enjoy when place is
Made for me.
I am now no one’s number one,
I may well now have to be that
For myself alone.
Doesn’t mean I accept being someone's
Substitute until something better shows,
Not from anyone.
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