Unsaid

Her

I never knew that falling in love would hurt so much.
If I'd known, I wouldn't have done it in the first place.
Because having to quietly give my heart to you without outwardly displaying the intensity of my emotions has been killing me.
And it's the worst when I see you with her.
Her.
I can't stand her.
I can't even look her way.

Cause every time her eyes meet mine, I see your hands in her hair and your lips locked on hers.

Whenever I watch you smile in her direction, I imagine her hands slowly making their way down your body and your feelings of utter delight.

I can't hear her name without feeling my heart ache at the thought of you choosing her over me.

I'll admit that she's the easier choice.
Yes, you have the same friends.
Yes, you've known each other for a while now.
Yes, you've already grown comfortable with one another.
But there's no way in hell she'll ever care for you as much as I do.

Because I can't express how much I long for your touch and how hard I try to make you smile.
I would give you everything in the world just to make you feel happy.
But still, I'm left in the darkness.
Because you choose her time and time again.

So I can't be sure if I'm a fool for hopelessly waiting for you,
or just ignorant to the fact that you don't even know how I feel.

For now, I'll have to continue to stand back and watch you walk with the girl who has the long brown hair and pretty green eyes.
Even if every part of me wants you to leave her.