I don't know why I bother hoping.
You obviously have no interest in me.
You obviously don't care.
I don't know why I'm so heartbroken.
You obviously are no different.
You obviously are nothing special.
I don't know why I befriended you.
You obviously use me for my wits.
You obviously don't want to be seen with me.
I'm the girl in the corner you wish to keep hidden.
I'm the girl in the spotlight intruding in your life.
Your the boy on the football team.
Your the boy every girl wants.
I'm the girl in her room you only speak to for help in school.
Your the boy on the sports team I want to dance with.
I don't know why I wished, hoped, and prayed for you.
I don't know why I ever saw something different in you.
But what I do know is this:
It should have been my waist your arms were around, not her's.
It should have been me.
