We’ve known each other for a decent time now... I still remember the day we met. I was too anxious and self conscious to do P.E, so my mom asked my therapist for help and she said it’s probably best I just don’t do it for a while. I remember standing there, suspecting I would be the only one not doing it, until I see you, standing there with your galaxy-themed bag and checked shirt. You weren’t wearing a tracksuit, so you must not be playing either. You eventually approached me and told me your name, I said mine and after a few minutes, we were laughing our heads off. I dont even remember why, I just remember that you made me feel happy when I thought I never could. We hung out everyday and I got attached and now I can surely say I love you.

But then rumours spread, that you like a different girl. She has natural tan skin, long hair, manicured nails and everything considered attractive. Then there is me, decent-ish face but no flat stomach.

You mean everything to me, and I cant help but be happy around you. But to you, I am just a girl you are friends with. You never stated that, but I know its true, nobody would like me anyway...

-that girl you will never want