I looked at the way he looked at her.
The same way I wanted him to look at me.
He smiled and pulled the chair out for her.
I cringed and cried.
I had him once, I had his heart.
But he took it back one day.
He decided he just didn't love me and that was that.
The sad part is that he still has my heart,
he still has it and stomps on it every time I see him.
I thought we were going to be the "it" couple.
We were the ones the media craved,
why wouldn't we be the couple the media craved?
I loved him, we were best friends and he threw that all away for some tramp.
I watched from my table in the cafeteria as he pulled out a chair for her and got her lunch.
I used to enjoy lunch with Chad, I used to have everything.
Now I have nothing. I have nothing.
She has my whole world.
It's cause her hair is bouncier than mine, isn't it?
It's cause she has a better fashion sense.
He should just know that I'm the one that turned him into a softy,
I'm the one that knew his sweet side first.
So I'm not the one to keep it,
I'm still the girl that made him find it.
I guess I'll just have to watch him from afar like every other girl.
Like I've spend the majority of my life doing.
"Hey!" I hear his unmistakable voice, and for a second a small glimpse of hope makes me think he wants me back.
But then I see who he's talking to, HER, and my heart shatters.
I return to my book and pretend it never happened.
I need people to think I'm fine.
I need people to think I'm not in love with someone who doesn't love me.
Especially when my love, the love the most awarded teenage actress, is cast aside for that of some farm girl from who knows where.
Course by the time he realizes it's me and not his "sunshine," (gag me with a spoon) that he wants it'll be too late.
Because I have plenty of suitors waiting for me and as the saying goes, time heals all wounds...
and makes Chad realize what a big mistake he made by picking her over me.
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