am i always going to feel so invisible? so unnoticeable? it always comes back to you, doesn't it? i wish it didn't, but it does.
your eyes, your smile, your laugh; they're not meant for me, and they never were. they're meant for her.
i spend so much time trying to talk myself out of these feelings, buttheyjustwon'tgoaway.
though when i really sit down and think about it, about youandi together, it frightens me, and i feel silly for imagining such things in the first place.
we wouldn't work, i know we wouldn't. but i still get this feeling sometimes...
this feeling that we would be great together, better than you and her--but i know that's foolish. and it's a thought i shouldn't even entertain.