Trophy

From across the room I watch him. He’s with her again. I love him like no other and would do anything to make him happy. It’s something she would never do. He’s just a toy to her. To her he means so little, he’s like a trophy. I would treat him better. He doesn’t see her like that though. He doesn’t believe me with my warnings, telling me I’m just imagining things. He says it’s because I don’t like her.

So maybe I don’t like her, but I love you and I can see what she’s doing to change you. He doesn’t see it that way though. He likes her, a lot and that’s all he sees. I guess love really is blind; it makes me wonder if there is something about him that I too am blind too, if there is I do not see it. There is one thing I see clearly though, it’s the fact that he likes someone who will never honestly return his feelings.

I wish he would listen to me. I’m not crazy and it’s not like I would say something if I weren’t certain it were true. I’ve heard her talking about him to her friends. She talks of him like he’s some trophy, some object that belongs only to her. Its stupid and I hear it but he doesn’t believe me, or maybe he just doesn’t want to believe me. It’s so hard to tell with him.

A small sigh parting my cherry lips as I watch them, she plays the act well, but I can see through it. I just wish he could too.

There are so many things about him that she misses. She doesn’t see how beautiful his eyes are. She doesn’t see the way his smile seems to light up the room. She doesn’t see anything except for the boy she holds as a trophy. Doesn’t she see he’s so much better then that? He’s more then that, so much more.

I just don’t see what he sees in her. To me she doesn’t seem worth it. She doesn’t even notice the way he stares whenever she walks by. How can she be so blind to him like that? It’s the first thing I see when she walks into the room and she just misses it completely.

Doesn’t she realize how lucky she is to have him? Doesn’t she see what an amazing boy he is? No, she doesn’t and she doesn’t care. Why doesn’t he see that? What can I do to make him see the truth, to keep him from being so blind? I just want to slap him silly sometimes. He gets me so frustrated. They both do. It drives me just so insane.

No matter what he does or what he says she’s never going to see him for what he really is. She’s never going to see how great he is, how wonderful he is. I would, I should go up there and tell him how I feel. I would love him so much more and treat him so much better. I could make him happy in all the ways she can’t. I see him and know him for him. He could at least give me a chance to make him happy.

He’s blind though, love does that too you. I should roll my eyes at his stupid blind eyes. She’s a stupid girl and I don’t like her but it doesn’t mean that I’m going to make up lies about her. I never have before so it’s not going to start now. He’s a guy though, he doesn’t get it and no matter how I try, I doubt he ever will.

I can’t stand to watch him like this. He might as well make a fool of himself, because in my eyes it’s the same thing. Maybe one day I’ll go up and tell him how I feel. Maybe one day I won’t hide it anymore. It would be a nice thought right? I’d like to think so.

It’s easier said then actually done though. I don’t wanna mess with his head, not like she does. I don’t want to him to think I’m lying to him. I don’t want him to think I only like him because I can’t have him. Knowing him, he’ll jump to stupid conclusions like those. I guess I’ll wait, they’ll break up eventually and if they don’t, I can always just tell him of my feelings. Maybe it would knock some sense into him. I can only hope.