Why don't you love me like I love you?
I try so hard to let you know how I feel.
I laugh at your "funny" jokes, bat my eyes, and flip my hair.
But----
You don't care.

You stare at the prettier girls. And they stare right back. Whenever they are around you ignore me, except for a few words in the hall. A quick glance is all I get from you. But as soon as they are all away, you change. You strike up a conversation and I enjoy the time I have before you leave again.

I find myself getting lost in your eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes. Sometimes I think that you can stare straight into my soul with those eyes but the thought quickly vanishes when the prettier ones show up and you leave. Back to ignoring me and I am once again alone.

Completely and utterly alone.