Thoughts?

Him?

It started out simple. Just her friends friend that had a girlfriend that liked her friend. If that makes any sense? Anyways, he liked her friend. That friend didn't like him. He had a girlfriend. Did that bother the boy? No, not at all. It was ok. But he would poor his heart out for her friend. She wanted to be that friend. She wanted to be loved by that boy. She wanted everything from the boy. The boy was her world. But he had a girlfriend. But he didn't mind talking to other girls. He would talk to them and flirt with them with no hesitation. As if the boys girlfriend didn't exist. As if when he was talking to another girl he just cut the girlfriend out of the picture, she wasn't anything anymore, she was just another girl.

The girl that actually loved this boy and cared for him and would give up anything for him wasn't anything to the boy though. She didn't mean anything. Heck, he probably didn't even know she existed. But she did, sadly. She didn't want to exist, but she was stuck in a world where the same thing happens over and over agin almost as if she is in a loop of an endless depression. It just stays then goes but comes bag every time that loop comes back around. And nothing can break that loop. Except when she thought about him. His smile, his hair, his voice, just.... him. He broke that loop. That loop didn't exist when he was around, when he was thought of. He was the golden boy in her mind. The perfect boy. But with a girlfriend. He wasn't happy. The girl could tell. But he stayed in the unhappy relationship cause he didn't want to be left alone. The girl knows how he feels. But the girl won't tell the boy how the girl feels. As if she has enough anxiety and will just break down into a panic attack as always. And the last thing the girl wants is to be seen a fool in front of the boy.

She confessed. The boy knows. The girl knows. They love each other. It was meant to be the first thought. They were just meant to be, was gonna run off together and start a beautiful family. The girl had great imagines for her and the boy. Her and the boy was in love she thought. They was true to each other she thought. But then one small move.... and everything went down hill. There was another girl. But this girl was perfect. More perfect that the boy. Blond hair. White perfect teeth. Nice clothes. The average rich girl. The one that always got all of the attention. The one that seems nice but then you really get to know her and she is just a walking body of the grudge. She was the grudge. "The fish" the fur and her friends called her. She was a fish to the girl. A walking fish. A stealing sex addict FISH. The girl thought to herself.

The girl didn't think much of this though. She knew that the boy loved her. That the boy cared. That the boy would be there for her no matter what happened along the way. The boy was meant for her. She was meant for the boy. This was all just a dream. She punched herself in hopes to wake up on a ranch with a family that she had made with the boy. But nothing happened? Is this real? Does he really love her? What's the truth here? 

The girl begins to breakdown and cry. Oh no. There is a panic attack coming. And she knows it. It hits. Everything gets shut out. She just think about everything that could go wrong. It all goes wrong. She gets deeper into her thoughts. Everything dies. Her family. Her friends. The boy? No. Not the boy. She still loves the boy. But the boy is gone. In her world and in the reality. She snaps out of her world. She looks around her to realize that there is nobody there. Cause nobody cares. She should have known she was all alone. What the boy feared is now happening to the girl. The girl is suffering for what the boy has caused. The boy had no girlfriend no more. Which meant that there would be plenty of girls more perfect than the girl that would try to get with the boy. But she could trust the boy to stay by her side... right? Could she really. Could she really trust her feeling with the boy. Could she trust the boy to hold her heart in his right hand and not let go of it.

He let go. He doesn't have the heart anymore. It over. The girl is gone now. The boy doesn't care. No more fighting. Just peace to the boy. The boy is happy. The boy is enjoying his new life with a beautiful family with a new girl. A girl more perfect than the original replacement. The most perfect of perfect. But he is happy. So the girl is happy.