I see her..
Beautiful brown hair..
Wonderful brown eyes..
Perfect body
In my head she's so much better than me.
Every time I see her and him together I break down
I get it. It was my fault
But it still hurts to see him move on and forget about me.
I see them in the hallway.
Hugging.
He's so happy.
"Hide it" I tell myself
A tear dripped down my cheek, to my lip.
My head down looking at my shoes.
"Don't look up, don't look up"
I managed to stop but I was dying on the inside.
I wish I was her again.
