Dear God

He was touching them as if they were just objects about to be purchased. His hand goes on her head, wishing it was me instead. He flirts with her like it was no big deal. Then he moves on to the next while feeling insecure. Watching with both eyes as the thoughts rush through my head. Dose he even notice I’m right here observing him like a test. He stands up, while I do the same turns around and notices I was their all along. Looks in to my eyes, telling him that I do still care. While swinging my hair and moving my self out of their. Knowing he must of noticed the look on my face. He now sees what I’ve been hiding all along. That from afar I still do think about how I use to belong. The one who fell so easy, the one who didn’t see, that it was deeper then just being with me. While feeling sad, I feel relief knowing it’s her and not me!

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