The Sub

She doesn’t really know when she became ‘the substitute ’
Heartache had sent her down this lane
Her heart is now an inn to broken men
Is funny because brokenness brought her to this business she now thrives in

He doesn’t love her
She knows it
He just loves the fact that she listens
His girlfriend Dianne seems to never have time
SHE on the other hand is always available on the other end of the phone
She provides the little thing he misses at home
Someone who gives him utter attention
So I guess that’s how she became his substitute

For three years now he’s been a regular customer at her inn clinic
Of course ‘it is just really close friendship’
They are 'just friends'
But he knows she gives him more than just what friends give
And he certainly gives her something
He keeps her from thinking about her pain or remembering the mistakes she made when she thought she was inlove
He keeps her from thinking about many things
Loneliness strikes just that bit less because he is around

You see is not like these men she takes in love her
They don’t
She knows
At the end of every conversion they will drop their phone and once again she'll be all alone
Every stroll in the park will end with an “I’ve got to go home”
She’s just the substitute to the girlfriend that don’t understand
She is the one that understands The one that support not so smart plans
The one called on when relationships are going wrong

She is the substitute
And oh how she hates it
Argues with others that all she has are close friendships
But she knows is more what she makes out it is

She is the substitute to many
But the truth is
They are hers as well
She uses them to fulfil everything the one she loved couldn’t give her
She compensates for his rejection by knowing they all want her
Yet no matter how much she is desired, called, business booms and she is loved by them

She always remembers they are not her own
She is not theirs
She is just a person that provides emotional comforts
She rents out her heart like a pimp will a prostitute

She knows
She is just the substituteWaiting,
Hoping that one day someone will see that she is worth more than just being the temporary
She is worth jumping into eternity with
If she could just get out this game and start over again
After all, this game is all about the blind leading blind
One day she’ll break up these 'friendships'…….one day
One day she is going to do something and stop all of this
She will experience what real love is
Someone will want her and she will feel the same
There will be no substituting again
Well maybe not on her path
Maybe from the one that finally wins her heart
Well there you go, Karma sucks
Well no matter, the sooner she gets out the better
This is a sick business and is killing her
So yea
One day she’ll tell her 'friends' is all over
One day,
Just not today
The night is coming and she needs company
She needs to feel someone loves her
Her phone rings
And with little hesitation she answers
Knowing exactly what she is doing, she answers
After all, she can't let loneliness creep in
Guilty, frightened, ashamed
She answers