A mixture of anger and deep sorrow fill her as she stares at the two. Nausea sweeps her and she is sickened by the sight of her stolen friend with her enemy. Whatever. She'll be okay, right? There are more people in this hellhole of a world. Move on, he's lost, his mind already corrupted. Unattach yourself and it'll all be better...become numb. Distance yourself.
He looked nervously at her. Why had she become so cold towards him? Weren't they friends? Well obviously she didn't think so. Maybe he should ask? No. Why would she want someone like him to comfort her. God. Whatever. I guess I'll just hang with my new friend then. Hmph. Unattach yourself and it'll all be better...become numb. Distance yourself.
Wow. He doesn't try to help. Doesn't reach out. Doesn't care. I see. He made his choice. He even started hanging out with HIM some more. Fuck. Never liked him anyways so he can just go spend all his precious time with that snobby nosed, cold, narrow minded piece of crap. His loss.
He laughs at one of her jokes, but she gives him a half smile and quickly walks off. It's final. She hates him. What'd he do? Was it something he did? Well fine. He never liked her anyways. She can just go to hell.
I miss him. He smiled at me and I miss him. But I'll never get him back because he would never even consider being friends with me after I treated him like crap?
She smiled at me. It's so hard. So hard. I miss our laughs and memories together.
Fine I admit it. I did--well do like him. But it's too late. Too much damage has been done. Plus he doesn't like me so why put myself out there just to be heartbroken?
I love her. I beg for her. But it's too late. She won't have me so I plan to move on. Forget what could be, what should be, what would be. It is what it is. Nothing else.
He looked nervously at her. Why had she become so cold towards him? Weren't they friends? Well obviously she didn't think so. Maybe he should ask? No. Why would she want someone like him to comfort her. God. Whatever. I guess I'll just hang with my new friend then. Hmph. Unattach yourself and it'll all be better...become numb. Distance yourself.
Wow. He doesn't try to help. Doesn't reach out. Doesn't care. I see. He made his choice. He even started hanging out with HIM some more. Fuck. Never liked him anyways so he can just go spend all his precious time with that snobby nosed, cold, narrow minded piece of crap. His loss.
He laughs at one of her jokes, but she gives him a half smile and quickly walks off. It's final. She hates him. What'd he do? Was it something he did? Well fine. He never liked her anyways. She can just go to hell.
I miss him. He smiled at me and I miss him. But I'll never get him back because he would never even consider being friends with me after I treated him like crap?
She smiled at me. It's so hard. So hard. I miss our laughs and memories together.
Fine I admit it. I did--well do like him. But it's too late. Too much damage has been done. Plus he doesn't like me so why put myself out there just to be heartbroken?
I love her. I beg for her. But it's too late. She won't have me so I plan to move on. Forget what could be, what should be, what would be. It is what it is. Nothing else.
