I loved him. he didn’t love me. i watched him from a mile away but he still never noticed me.
he didn’t even know who I was. i was simply a shadow. a mere ghost in his eyes. like i was physically there but also wasn’t there. I saw as he smiled so joyfully with other girls. it broke me, as I wondered why I couldn’t be as pretty as them? Am I that hideous that he couldn’t even bear to look at me? Why? Why? Why? i said staring at myself. perhaps it was the pain of knowing, of wondering why i wasn't enough for him nor society.
- to the girl who simply wanted to be seen by her crush but instead, lost herself.
Why? oh why are we like this us humans.
why do we like this chase? a chase that will eventually break us beyond words a chase that will severely hurt us.
Why? Why do we do this to ourselves? Is it to fill the empty void in our lost souls? or to drain the happiness we continuously strip away.
Why do we even crave this thing called a chase? we love someone who doesn’t even care for us but suddenly, when this love is mutual we don’t want it anymore.
somehow the chase fades away the interest we once saw is no longer there why do we even find the need to chase another?
because in truth, we are all just empty souls longing for love cannot we cannot grasp love we cannot get a reach off.
but cheers to being this selfish thing cheers to being this thing we call human.
- to the girl who simply wanted to be seen by her crush but instead, lost herself.
