I look at her smiling face, into her
bright eyes, and I see such beauty, that it
could not have been made for this realm.
The sad thing is, she doesn’t see me.
All she sees is him.
Am I jealous? No, I don’t care who
she falls for, as long as she’s happy.
If she chooses him, I know she did it for love,
but if she chooses me, it’s only because
I’m second best.
I don’t know if she even likes me,
I’ve never made my feelings known
to her, or when I have, she doesn’t
notice. Is it wrong for me to love someone
who is already in love?
If only she knew how much I love her,
maybe I would have a chance.
But how can I take her from someone
who loves her as much as I, if not more.
I cannot, it is wrong.
She came running to me, rivers
of tears flowing down her beautiful face.
He broke her heart, tore it apart and
casted her aside. She says she loves
me more, but I know this is a lie.
Why lie? Was it a lie to herself,
or me? Perhaps to us both, I’ll
never know. Her heart still belongs
to him, even though he is the
one who crushed it.
I will treasure her forever,
for I know I am not worthy of her
love and her loyalty. She loves me,
but nothing can replace the love