noun. Boys of whom have already given the best of himself to someone else.
This goes out to the girls out there who continually find themselves stuck with 'The Leftovers.'
This goes out to the girls who have never been "His First True Love', 'The One', or 'That Girl'; but rather - the one after 'His First True Love', the girl after 'The One', or the girl who came after 'That Girl'.
This goes out to the girls who are smart, funny, amazing and beautiful - but seemingly not enough so compared to a significant other from his past.
This goes out to the girls who always find themselves second in line to an encore relationship, and have a hard act to follow.
This goes out to the girls who are make do with the short end of the stick, the lower end of the deal - the boy who just came out of the best kind of love he's ever known - to date.
This goes out to the girls who will never know what it's like to be the most unforgettable, because 'you never forget your first true love'.
This goes out to the girls who end up hurting due to a relationship they had NOTHING to do with. But instead, end up nurturing and comforting an injured heart, finding themselves drawn towards a guy who's not yet ready, who just got out of a bad relationship, who is confused about his feelings - concerning you AND her, who is a little more reserved, who is a little less trusting, and a little less willing to put as much effort into girls anymore.
This goes out to the girls who play nurse to a boy with a broken heart, aware that upon recovery there's a big chance he'll run back to her... because 'there's just something about her'.
This goes out to the girls who will never understand the way she just hurts him, the way he just takes her back, or the way we put up with it.
This goes out to the girls who are willing to make him their world - given the chance. Given that he's moved on. Given that you're NOTHING like her, but can make him just as happy - if not happier, if not for longer... But aren't because he's still fixated on the same old girl, the same old vision of the future and the same old routine for so long that he doesn't know otherwise. And maybe he doesn't want to, because he put in too much time to let go, maybe not even for you.
This is for the girls who know what it's like to be with a boy, whose heart still belongs to someone else, regardless of how much he says he cares about YOU and loves YOU and feels for YOU. We know it's partly, if not all about HER. Competing against someone tucked away in the back of his mind.
This goes out to the girls who have been made to feel like second rate quality girlfriends, silver medal winners who never quite make the cut. Rebounds.
Know that there's a reason why God made things this way. I have yet to find out for myself. Maybe it's because we're stronger than the girls who walk over our men like dirt. Maybe it's to make us all the more appreciative when 'Mr Right' does finally come along. A kind of appreciation that only comes from years of tending to 'The Leftovers'.
After all, is it not the best that is saved for last?
Where words fail, music speaks...
Almost Doesn't Count - Brandy
Almost made you love me
Almost made you cry
Almost made you happy, baby
Didn't I didn't I
You almost had me thinkin'
You were turned around
But everybody knows
Almost doesn't count
Almost heard you saying
You were finally free
What was always missing for you, baby
You'd found it in me
But you can't get to heaven
Half off the ground
Everybody knows
Almost doesn't count
I can't keep on lovin' you
One foot outside the door
I hear a funny hesitation
Of a heart that's never really sure
Can't keep on tryin'
If you're looking for more
Than all that I could give you
Than what you came here for
Gonna find me somebody
Not afraid to let go
Want a no doubt be there kind of man
You came real close
But everytime you built me up
You only let me down
And everybody knows
Almost doesn't count
Maybe you'll be sorry
Maybe you'll be cold
Maybe you'll come runnin' back, baby
From the cruel cruel world
Almost convince me
You're gonna stick around
But everybody knows
Almost doesn't count
So maybe I'll be here
Maybe I'll see ya 'round
That's the way it goes
Almost doesn't count
