It's the Green Jealousy that eats her up inside.
It's the Electric Blue Shock that rips her apart.
It's the Black Hate that demolishes her.
It's the begrudging yellow happiness that she has because she just can't be unhappy for them.
It's the red-purple love that she feels for him even though he left.
It's the sharp blue pride that she holds, because he did the right thing-
He let her go because he didn't love her anymore and she deserved better.
She deserved someone who loved her unconditionally, someone who would love her and only her.
She didn't want what she deserved though, she wanted Him.
It's the fact that even though he broke her heart and then took the pieces with him when he left, she couldn't hate him.
He was her best friend, and he always would be no matter what, because you don't just end a friendship like that.
She couldn't believe it when He left her for him, but she understood and she was happy for them.
Even if inside she seethed and wished and hoped,
She was okay with it and she was happy but only for them.
That's why she cried~
because even though they, he and her, made a perfect couple they still worked better when they were just best friends and she knew that.
She knew they worked better as friends, but she wanted more, she demanded more and when it didn't work out the disbelief she felt was shallow because she already knew that it wouldn't.
Still she had hoped, she had tried, she had made herself believe that it would.
Now whenever she sees them together, she sees all the things that he and her never had.
They work together in all the best ways and supported each other when it came to the worst.
They truly were the perfect couple and she could see that every time she watched them together.
Still that was supposed to be her he was kissing,
Her, he was holding,
Her, waist he pulled close,
Her, love he craved and needed more than air.
It wasn't her though it was his and that just made her cry more.