I saw him that day.
He stood staring out the window
Face pressed against the pane.
I stood there wishing he would say my name.
But alas he was looking at her
And she was perfect
A beauty without compare
I could only stand, wait, and let my heart tear
He was an angel
She was a demon hidden behind perfect blue eyes
Me, I am just a girl
I am weak to him with my heavy sighs
He looks to me for advice about the demon girl
I cannot give him any in my despair
He tells me to leave
And I do without telling him the feelings that I had come to share.
I saw him again after that day.
She was with him, holding him like I should be
Being everything that should have been me
But I am not what he sees
She is a demon behind perfect blue eyes
He is an angel that I still dream of every night
I am just a girl that he does not see
But he is just blind, and someday he will wake up to me
2006-09-16
02:10:14
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