I've seen the way that he looks at others.

I've seen him sneak out at night, I've seen him with other people.

Have you eaten?

Are you sleeping well?

He used to adore me, he used to want to be with me at all times.

What happened? Why doesn't love me anymore?

He smiles at me, but I can see what's really underneath.

I ran to get you, making sure that you would see me.

I thought you would be surprised.

I didn't expect you to be with another person.

He's bored.

He's bored with me.

It was raining.

I thought you might want some company; I didn't want you to walk home alone.

I didn't expect you to be kissing someone else.

I wish that things would go back to how they used to be.

I wish that we could be happy.

I wish that I was good enough again.

Now, I can only watch from afar.

Sometimes, I wish I was brave enough to pick up the phone, dial your number, and say,

"Hello."

A/N: I know, it's really short T^T

I rushed this one BUT that means I'll probably go back and re-write this.

Here's what I have for now.

Thanks for reading :D