What if that was me?

... This is basically about a girl who wishes that it was her he held instead of his girlfriend. HOw much she hated herself for being in love.

I look at her,

smile at her,

hug her,

yet i envy her soul,

hate her.

Bleed because of her.

Then i look at her,

and see that i am the one to hate,

i betrayed myself,

by envying someone who is truly good for him

I envy myself for envying her.

but what if that was me?

the one he smiles at,

the one hand he holds,

the lips he touches,

what if that could be me?

but it couldn't.

it's her.

That girl i wish i could be.

Like how girls wish to be Cinderella.

I wish.

on a shooting star

i wish.

But they say life goes on,

and you should not wait.

I'm not waiting,

but mereley wishing.

Hoping until that's me.

What if that was me?

Always with him,

laughing with him,

like a fairy godmother,

to wish and succeed.

But it couldn't be me.

not soon.

but if my wish comes true,

I'll act around him as if there's no tomorrow

but that won't happen soon.

i cry

i bleed

i wish

i hope

but whatever i do to get close to you

i fail.

what if that was me?

How would you react to me?

yet react differently.

Reviews

[Unimaginable unexpectio..]

Wow, I really like it =3

[tamilynnyea;.]

wow that's amazingly beautiful dude.
pleasant, yet dim; how it's a great experience just to read a poem^_^