She just popped out of no where after the special day and took him away as easily as possible. She grabbed his hand and immediately ask him on a date. Soon after that they seemed to be dating. Didn't she see that he was already taken. Didn't she see that I already had a connection with him? 

 

I was no longer needed to both of them. I was put to the side to watch him fade away from my life as she floated away with him. Forcing him to move away from me. Forcing him to forget about me. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all. 

 

This was a love game to her. Taking the first guy she sees and drifting away with them, but why me. Why choose my guy? Why choose him out of all of them? So many guys and she had to choose him. She had to choose the one that was for me. She just had to walk into my life without my permission. She had to ruin my connection with him, just to win him over.

 

I cried miserably day after day trying to tell myself it was fine when it wasn't. I had to calm down and continue my learning. Sitting next to him was hard in class. Sitting next to her in a class was unbearable. Sitting between them was death. 

 

At lunch it was frightening for I feared I would have to see them hold hands and kiss. During breaks, I was forgotten and left behind. He never turned back and said hi ever again. I was a ghost to him not until that day. The day I stepped up my game. The day I vow to win him over, because for me almost was never enough.