Stories to read at 3 am

4.

Whenever I thought of you, I felt happy.
For the first time in awhile, I felt okay.
Everything felt fine with you around.
I wanted this feeling to last forever, but like everything else, nothing lasts forever.
I could name a list of things I liked about you.
Your eyes, your smile, your laugh, your sense of humor, your style, the way you pushed your hair over to one side.
I could name many things about you that I liked, but you couldn't say the same about me.
I could do many things, make you laugh, smile, joke around with you, and cheer you up, but the thing I couldn't do was make you love me.
But, she could.
She could do everything I could, as well as, the one thing I couldn't do.
She made you laugh, smile, happy, and most importantly, she got you to love her.
I had to applaud her though, she was better than me.
You looked happier with her, you laughed more with her, you smiled more with her.
And you loved her.
I tried so hard, but it didn't matter.
She didn't have to try at all.
She didn't have to try to make you happy, or to make you smile, or laugh, it just came naturally.
She also didn't have to make you love her, it just happened naturally.