She was beautiful. Her eyes sparkled like the stars in the glorious night sky. People loved her and adored her. I was the one that loved her in the way a husband loved his wife. She knows that. I've told her that before but she doesn't care about me or about my feelings. She told me to get away and I was useless. I was deeply saddened but I never stopped loving her. I would never stop because I would rather die than have my heart ripped out of my chest by my own discarded feelings.
She used to talk to me all the time. I don't know why but she suddenly stopped talking to me and calling me. Every time I see her in the halls of school, she looks the other way like I don't even exist.
She used to love me but something changed her mind. Was it that I wasn't good enough for her? Is it because she wants to be popular? She likes having "friends" and I can't give her those. I barely have any myself. Who would want to be with a loner like me right? She used to. I guess things change sometimes right? They do but I know this: my feelings for her will never change even if she doesn't remember me.
I will love her for the rest of my life. I know sometime I will have to move on but not now.
Instead of being with someone who truly loved her, she decided to be with some fuckboy and I knew it wouldn't last very long.
It lasted longer than I wanted it to. I didn't want her to be with anyone. Other than me of corse.
I still don't understand why she couldn't just go with her heart and be with me. I know she loved me at one point. I can still see it in her eyes. The way she looks at me isn't complete annoyance but she looks at me with a longing look and I can't help but to think she still loves me. I just wish she could stop lying to herself and then I would be happy. I act happy but trust me, I am far from it. I would do anything to at least hold her in my arms. For at least one day. Obviously, life isn't always the most compassionate thing in the world.
I will have to wait for the day she loves me again even if that day never comes. Still, I will be here waiting with open arms and a loving heart, just like I was when she decided to leave me forever.
Mi corazón seguirá amando por ella, y a ella sola.

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Alone
Ficção AdolescenteIn middle school, a boy loved a girl who loved him. She could've chosen him but she made the wrong decision.