5 Years

Three

She. She was everything to me.
Her smile was that of an angel. Her eyes were like stars that shined bright in a distant galaxy.

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Her cold soft hand lay on mine. She murmured something I think it was,

I SAW HIM

I knew who she was talking about. And that made me lose any faith of ever getting her to like me.

She started talking about him. But I couldn't focus on what she was saying. She was. Just. Too. Beautiful. The way she looked when she was talking about him made me jealous of him. There was a sparkle in her eyes. The kind of sparkle you get when you really love someone. The kind I get when I look at her.

Are you Ok?

Yeah but he was so.... WOAH

Couldn't she understand? I didn't care about him! Couldn't she see that I was jealous. Well I guess the saying love is blind really made more sense now. I couldn't take it.

I better get going now... I'll tell Mrs Krupnik that you broke your leg...

Okay... Bye. And can you take a few pictures of him for me?

I nodded.

School was painful. I couldn't look at him without flaring up or feeling jealous. But because I loved her... I took pictures of him and sent it to her.

That night she kept messaging me about him I had to lie to her. I had to tell her that I had to go. I put down my phone and I cried...

My heart couldn't take it. She kept talking about him always him never me. I cried knowing that she would never accept me and that he will always be better than me. I wanted to kill myself. But for her... I didn't. Because I knew that she needed me. But not as much as I needed her...