Hes on my mind. Hes in my thoughts. He just walked by. In the hall he quickly looked through the window to my homeroom class and smiled. I smiled back. He was new this year, but I’ve known him much longer then that.
My bestfriend, prettier then me, we were both pretty though, was new too. He had a crush on her. He talked to me, to ask what she liked, so that maybe he could squeeze in a somewhat decent conversation with her. I gave him all the info he needed. But i was hurting inside. I loved my bestfriend, so i was happy for her. But i so desperately wanted him for myself. I know it sounds selfish… but I just wanted him. it doesnt matter, its just a crush, she probably likes him more then i do, right?... This was all i was thinking.
But he wanted her… and if hes happy, im happy.