He has a girlfriend.
He loves his girlfriend.
I hate his girlfriend.
Why? Why? Why?
I love him & when he talks about her & send her those little secret messages... it breaks my heart.
That should be me.
I should be the one in his arms, the one he holds at night, the one he loves... that should be me.
I should be the one inspiring him.
I should be the one he dreams of.
But no, that's not me... it's her.
And there's nothing I can do to make him love me.
Not anymore