So it seems now he has chosen
And I am not the winner
The lucky girl that he will ask,
"Want to go out for dinner?"
This should have been expected.
I should have seen it coming.
It's obvious that this dear boy
did not want me in the ending.
This is not a first.
It might not be the last.
When boys like him
see girls like me
they run out very fast.
What is it I'm lacking?
What don't I have to offer?
I've given up my heart to him
And now it's been strucked with
thunder
In the end, it is my fault
I had to know the truth
And though it hurts
with a burning fury
it's taught me in my youth.
At least I did not go on
thinking I still had a chance
And to embarass myself
Just so he would laugh
Although I know
He holds no intrest of me
That does not mean I can't
admire from afar
and enjoy what I see.
Because in all truth,
he is like no other
boy I've ever known.
And I want for him
happiness
to spring within him
and grow.
I will attempt at friendliness,
for I do not wish to lose him.
That, I think would be worse,
than to never see him.
And if his heart gets broken
by some wreckless, evil girl,
I'll be here to help him
and bring brightness
to his world.