A nice little piece of angst for you :)
Disclaimer: I do not own The Might Boosh.
I know I should be happy for you.
You finally got a date with a girl, a nice girl, a girl who likes the same things you do.
And you were so excited; spent an hour getting ready for this date, which is probably for you the equivalent of me spending about 10 hours getting ready.
I know I should be happy for you, but I can't be.
Because it isn't me.
You have no idea how long I've watched you, wanted you, needed you.
No idea that all the times I've hurt you it's hurt me 10 times worse.
No idea that I watch you as you sleep, listen to you whisper in your dreams in the hope that one day you might say my name.
You have no idea, and so you don't realise how much it burns me when you cheerily say goodbye and walk out into the night with her.
I lie here in my room with tears staining my pillow, my head on fire and my heart bleeding, whilst you're out dancing the night away.
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