He always knew she loved him,

But, always denied the very fact.

He was weak.

He couldn't keep in pace with her love.

He used her.

She barely knew half the time.

She was naïve.

He was in it for everything besides love.

They made promises to each other.

She kept them.

He disobeyed them at every turn.

She tried consoling nicely.

All he did was shout at her.

She never judged him.

He always misunderstood her.

Half of the time he spent making her feel,

As if she had no right to live.

She loved him for who he was.

He didn't even notice her half the time.

She thought of him every day.

He didn't even think of her when he was BORED.

Other guys asked her out,

She said "No thank you," obediently every time.

Other girls asked him out,

He always said "Sure," with a wink and a smile.

He didn't understand.

He was her world.

But she was nothing to him,

But a royal pain.

And so when she realized this,

It hit her hard.

The sun never shone bright enough in her world.

Her surroundings were gray.

She never smiled.

She never laughed.

But somehow, somewhere,

She got over it.

While he was begging at her doorstep,

Asking for a second chance,

She stepped over him,

And smiled sadly, saying,

"It's too late for that.

I gave you too many chances."

Stating that,

She walked away.

Not caring of what he would do next.

Because she simple didn't care.

If he lived,

If he died.

If he smiled,

If he cried.

And he did.

He cried.

He begged.

He felt like dying.

He needed her.

But he was too late.

He had never respected her.

Never felt happy with her.

And now,

He had to spend his life,

Without her.

Maybe with some random hooker,

On the street.

Thinking of all the pain he put her through,

His world crumbled.

The sun never shone.

It was always cold.

He never felt happy.

But she didn't care.

She was free.

And she continued on,

With her life.

She lived it to the fullest.

With her friends.

With her family.

With her neighbours.

She laughed,

She cried,

She smiled,

She pouted.

She did it all.

But the only difference was;

She did it without him.

And for that, she was proud.

To all you girls suffering out there:

Get over him. You're beautiful the way you are. If he can't see that, then he's not worth the time you put into your relationship with him. He can't love you the way you are. You won't love him back.

Get back to living. You deserve everything in life.

More people love you. Spend your life with them.