if there's any
part of me that thinks you'd make a good
couple;
it's only because I think you're both on the same level.
And I don't mean that in a good way. I've only met her
once, and I doubt she even knew who I was. We were walking in a
hallway and I held a door open for her; she gave me a dirty glare
like "what is wrong with you?" and walked through the
other door, opening it herself. She didn't bother saying
thank you. She smiled, but it was one of those "I'm too
good for you" sort of smiles, as if the fact she goes to a
prep school makes her superior to me and my ways. Pssh. As if
she's the better one here. And you - well, to be honest,
you're not much better than she is. Because sure, we used to
talk, we used to be friendly. I found you cute and you found me
cute. Only I didn't find everything about you cute. I never
thought it was cute how you felt all of your school friends were
superior to all else. I never found it cute how you became lazy
with our so-called "friendship," or how you dropped me
like I meant nothing, even after you said you cared - oh,
that's right, because you didn't. I'm the kind of
person to hold the door, you're the kind of person to shut it
in someone's face. You know what? I honestly feel like
she's better for you than I'd ever be. Because she
deserves you, while I deserve better.
♥
