I watch as she opens her locker. The way she leans into the locker to see herself. That beautiful hair falling neatly down her back. The way she has to jump to reach the book way up in her locker. That used to be my job, reach the things she couldn't. I seem to walk in slow motion. Our eyes meet for a brief second. But for me, that second seems like forever. Then she breaks our gaze to look back at her mirror. She seems to had moved on quickly, forgetting everything we had. Her friends swoop over and take her away, laughing and smiling. I watch them leave, my heart breaking into even more pieces. She seems at peace, happy. I laugh and goof around with my friends. I watch as she flirts with the guy from the science lab. She'll never understand. The way she tosses her hair over her shoulder, those dimples in her cheeks and the laugh that made me laugh just kills me. I love her so much, but she'll never take me back.
