A/N: So just when i finally get up the courage to ask out the guy i have liked for a really long time. I chicken out at the last second and compromise saying i will do it over the weekend. I find out later that day, another girl asked him out and he said yes.

A girl sat alone on a porch

She was average, nothing special

Watching the pink sunset

Feeling as a fat tear rolled off of her face

and on to her plain blue dress

Thinking of what had gone wrong

Was it her looks?

Was it her personality?

Was it her shyness?

She had no clue

All she could do was think

There had been a boy

A boy who was perfect

A boy who made her want to dance everytime they passed

She had been to embarrassed to tell him

That he had her heart

And when another girl gave him hers

He dropped it.

Breaking it

Into a million pieces

"Kind sir"

she said through her tears

"I know it was not your will,

But look what has been done."

He replied

"I am so terribly sorry

For you see

I would have gladly held it for you

And given mine in return

But now i am with someone else

and we hold each others."

"I see"

The girl rebuttled

She ran to her home

And sat on her back porch crying

Clutching on to the flower she had plucked

From the peach tree in her yard

To remind her that there was still beauty

Despite her feelings

She dropped the flower and stood up

Clearly there was still beauty

However

It was clearly not meant for her to enjoy