Her.
The other girl.
She was perfect.
A cover girl.
I couldn't compare.
But I know why he chose her.
I still remember
the 3rd of December
"Aren't you cold?"
Me in your sweater
You said it looked better on me than it did you
"No, I'll be fine. The jacket looks better on you, anyway."
It was just polyester, he would tell me.
But it was more than that to me.
Only, if you knew,
How much I liked you.
.
But I saw your eyes,
As she walks by.
"Who is that?"
"What?"
"That girl you were eyeing down earlier. Don't play dumb."
"Just a friend, I guess you could say,"
It didn't look like just 'friends'.
You don't ever look at me that way.
Why her?
Why not me?
What a sight for sore eyes.
Brighter than the blue sky.
She's got you mesmerized.
While I die.
She was beautiful.
She was perfect
She was everything I couldn't be.
Why her?
Why not me?
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
I don't have perfect glass skin like her,
Nor her sweet smile.
I don't have her hourglass figure,
Nor her pretty, blue eyes.
You gave her your sweater,
It's just polyester
What?
That was our thing.
I'm cold.
What about me?
"It's just polyester," you'd always tell me.
Yeah, that's it.
It's just polyester.
Nothing special. It can't be.
But you like her better
I wish I were Heather.
It's obvious.
You like her.
Heather.
Not me,
Never me, her
But you like her better.
I wish I were Heather.
The way you look at her.
You like her.
the worst thing is,
I can tell you love her.
Watch as you stand with her holding your hand
Put your arm around her shoulder, now I'm getting colder.
It's been two weeks since you and her have met.
Now you're holding hands.
You never did with me, though.
She has your jacket on her,
The one you said was just polyester.
But how could I hate her? She's such an angel.
But then again, kinda wish she were dead.
She's the sweetest.
But I can't help but resent her.
She was everything I dreamed about
She was everything that couldn't be
A cover girl
That's who she was
She was Heather
YOU ARE READING
WISH
Romance[Based on the song Heather by Conan Gray] Everyone wrapped around her finger; even him Why? Why not me? I am co-writing with @lydiiared. Song credits: Conan Gray, kim Caputo
