Hansha

It was

becoming pathetic...

The way

her eyes

would chase

him all the time,

the way she

hides a small

smile

when he

catches her eyes...

It was becoming

more and

more pitiful,

the way

she does

these random

things

for him...

and him without

the knowledge

of her

actions...

It was utterly

sad, and miserable,

when she watches

him smile

for someone else,

when she sees

him happy

with someone else,

when he broke

her heart

and still loves

him anyway.

It was sort

of a disgusting

display of raw

emotion

that it makes

me nauseous...

It was

sickeningly

familiar,

how she

had laid herself

for him,

and end up

broken, unnoticed.

It was like

looking at

my own reflection

in a broken mirror...

It was

like seeing

myself

stealing

glances

at her

beautiful

smile, unnoticed.

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