It's hard to see them like that. Holding hands, fingers interlocked like the lacey web of a spider. I hate them for their happiness. For their smiles, kisses, for the love they have for each other. He doesn't deserve her. He doesn't deserve to touch her, caress her cheek in the dark of the night. It's just not fair. How does she let that vile creature touch her. He is nothing, nothing compared to me. Why does she not think that.
Look at me. I'm so happy but does anyone notice. Does any one see that I finally have what I want. I have the man of my dreams. He doesn't. That man across the way. His light hair, and dark smile never see me. He is blind. I have the best and he is just second. Just second...I think?
Her lips the way they curve into a smile, a smile just for him. Never seeing me. Never understanding how I feel.
How the ice is as plaintive on his face as it is in his heart. He doesn't see me. He doesn't want to.
How can she sit there looking at him. Only at him.
Why wont he look over her. Why not at me?
She doesn't see
He doesn't see.
Look at me. I'm so happy but does anyone notice. Does any one see that I finally have what I want. I have the man of my dreams. He doesn't. That man across the way. His light hair, and dark smile never see me. He is blind. I have the best and he is just second. Just second...I think?
Her lips the way they curve into a smile, a smile just for him. Never seeing me. Never understanding how I feel.
How the ice is as plaintive on his face as it is in his heart. He doesn't see me. He doesn't want to.
How can she sit there looking at him. Only at him.
Why wont he look over her. Why not at me?
She doesn't see
He doesn't see.