"Hey."

Do you not know what you do to me?

"Hey."

Of course you don’t. You’re busy thinking about her.

"How are you?"

I've been missing you like hell.

"Good." Now that you're here. "And you, oppa?"

"Great! Listen, I've been writing this song and I wanted you to take a look at it. It's for Jessica."

A song? I was hoping it was for me.

"Sure! I'd be glad to. How are you and Jessica, by the way?"

I'm pretty sure you're happy with her.

"We’ve been doing well. Though we hardly see each other, she always finds time to text  me..."

Stop it... Please...

I blocked out everything he said. I don’t want to know. I don’t want to know what happened between them. I don’t want to know because it’s not me. I’m not the girl. Not the girl laughing and smiling with him. Not the girl that he’d love so much that he’ll talk about her to everyone. Not the lucky girl. Never going to be that girl.

Why is this world so cruel? Why do I have to fall for someone who wouldn't love me? Why... Why does he not love me...? Why do I have to experience this? Why.... Why me?

I tried to listen to him.

Happy thoughts, Tiffany. Happy... thoughts.

My thoughts drifted to our time together...

"Fany! I missed you!" He hugged me.

"Oppa!" I hugged back. "I missed you too." I laughed.

"I still missed you more!" He hugged me tighter.

"But--" He cut me off.

"No buts. Ice cream?" He asked me.

"Ice cream!!"

His chuckle brought me back to reality.

"... she kissed me goodnight through text! She's so cute."

I forcibly smiled and acted giddy.

"Oh really, oppa?" He used to tell me that. "That's so cute!" I forced a giggle.

"I know! And then there was this one time where she..."

Her. Always about her. Why can't it be about me for once? I chuckled bitterly (it made him think I was chuckling about something he said). Why would he talk about me to everyone? Why would he even notice me when he's busy with her? Why would he even bother? Why should I even wonder?

I suppressed a sigh and continued to act as if I was listening to him.

"Awww. That must've been sweet."

Why couldn't it be me?

"It was!" He smiled. A sincere one. A heartfelt one. It broke the broken pieces of my heart more.

"She's making me fall for her all over again."

Why can't you see me?

"I love her."

I love you more.

"I really do."

So much that I'm letting you go.

"Too much, actually."

So much that I have to stop these unrequited feelings.

“I can’t stop thinking about her.”

So much that I have to stop thinking about this stupid love for you.

"I don't think I can live without her."

So much that I just have to embrace death every morning knowing you’re never going to be mine.

"No one can ever replace her in my heart."

So much that I have to find someone else.

"I really, really love her, Fany. I really, really do."

So much that I just have to let you go.

"Yah." I punched him lightly on the shoulder.  One last time. Just one last time.

“Nothing would ever change between us, okay?”

"You should thank me." I tried to keep my tears at bay.

“Of course, oppa.”

"I hooked you up, remember?" I had to turn my back as my tears slowly cascaded down my cheeks.

“We’ll forever be the best of friends.”

"I know." He smiled. I'll forever remember his smile.

"You're the best Fany." He hugged me.

“. . . . Y-Yeah. Forever the best of friends.”

"I-I have to go." I stopped myself from sobbing. "I think I heard Taeyeon call me."

It was always meant to be this way.

"Okay." He broke the hug. I instantly missed his warmth.

It was known before it even started.

"Bye Fany."

Already craved on the highest star above.

"Bye, Donghae oppa."

This love of mine would never be.

Forever never.

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I'm so HaeFany deprived that I actually wrote angst. >.<

Not good for my shipper heart. ._.

And my writing .

That, I know.

I wanted to write a HaeFany fluff. ><

Too bad for me.

Bye.