I'm not a princess, This ain't a fairy tale, I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet and lead her up the stairwell.

seeing them,

makes me want to die.

it's not possible for me to just ignore,

he's kissing her now...

he's still the same guy,

nothing has changed for him,

so why am i not the same?

I'll get through this,

i know i can do it,

I'm just sick of hurting.

i just want to text him,

talk to him,

try and make things right again...

i can't though,

nothing can be right between us now.

he's such an attention whore,

I'd love to go through one class with him,

without him having every inch of my attention.

i would love to pretend he's not there,

and know that if i don't look a certain direction i wouldn't have to see him.

too bad he has to raise his hand every ten seconds,

call out dumb answers and stand in front of the class like a dick.

i suppose i prepared myself for this,

i had no choice,

i knew he'd leave me and find someone new eventually.

it just makes me sick,

he was mine damn it...

things will never change,

someday I'll be better at moving on,

someday I'll be able to handle this all,

but things between us will never fucking change.

she's lucky he wants her,

she better not fuck up like i did.