Sacrifice

As I write my hopes in this notebook.
I know in the back of my mind that my words won't reach her.
But I continue to write.
I've watched from a far & i'm in awh at how beautiful she is.
I'm in awh that she doesn't know how beautiful she truly is.
I know love can have you blind.
But I hope that she opens her eyes to see that whatever she thinks she has with him, just isn't right.
I don't want to intrude & ruin her life but she needs a real man by her side.
One that treats her like a prize.
I should probably mind my own business but I can't stand to see her get treated like a lousy few cents.
And I don't want to disrespect her by comparing her to money.
But she is what kids would call a dime yet she's settling for being treated like a penny.
I'm sure my words would probably frustrate her & she'd probably think to herself like "who is he to say anything when he doesn't even know me.".
But i'm so over watching her lose herself.
She says she doesn't need help but she no longer knows what's right because she has gone so far left.
She doesn't know if she'll have anything left, to be able to walk away & stay gone.
But I can promise her from where I stand.
With eyes wide, writing words in my mind & reminiscing as if they're memories.
On the story of my love. She will be strong & she'll never be alone.
I'll always watch from a far because she is my love.
My heart & soul.
I vow.
To guide her through the dark & into the light.
I'll help steer her back right.
I'll protect her & adore her transformation from a cute caterpillar to a very beautiful butterfly.
She gives me butterflies.
She makes me feel like I can fly.
Like I can do the impossible.
But for her, all things are possible.
She'll go off & find a real love.
She'll have her fairytale ending.
I wish it could be with me but I have it understood.
That i'm no good.
I'm like damaged goods.
And tho it'll hurt to see her with somebody other than me.
I know that real love is seeing the one you love be happy.
And with me, I just don't think she'll truly be.
So i'll keep my distance.
They say when two souls connect, when two beings fall in love.
You are to marry.
And they say to make a marriage work, you have to make sacrifices.
Our souls have grasped on to each other.
I've felt it, she's felt it.
She just didn't know the face behind it.
We've fallen in love.
Me with her & her with the feeling.
But we aren't to marry and yet that doesn't mean the sacrifice isn't to still happen.
Because I HAVE to keep my distance.
Her happiness means more to me than my own.
She'll never know what it's like to feel alone.
She'll one day forget the weird feeling she used to feel inside.
And i'll never forgive myself for making this sacrifice..