Not A Love Story

Who Had I Become?

Walking down a street

With my friends who don't know my secret

Only to find him

And his beautiful girlfriend

They walked into an art museum

Did he like art?

Or did she?

My friends asked what's wrong

But I reply with

"just a little tired, my jobs been asking so much of me lately"

When in reality,

it's my heart breaking piece by piece

Chipping away at the girl I had hoped to become

I was far from it

I was the girl that every girlfriend hated

I was the girl I had once hated