Look at her
Just do it, and marvel at this wondrous exhibition of glamour
She could be all yours, ya know?
She's so beautiful
You love all her lovely little perks
Her nose, ears, and especially her lazy eye
How love can make someone seem so imperfectly perfect, you don't know how or why

Wait, what?
Stop your gawking
Ha! You didn't even notice you weren't breathing
Look at her, she'll never be yours
So get that silly little notion outta here
Stop fooling around
Go ahead and look down
Don't waste your time fantasizing, my dear
Just carry on with your fear

Shut up, you
Always talking out of the blue
Let me gawk if I want to!
How do you know I'm afraid?
I'm not!
Am I?
Should I really stop?
Will she really never be mine?
Probably, how could I be so blind?!

Distraught and broken, filled with unbearable pain
While my thoughts dance and jump with wicked schadenfreude, having prevailed yet again.