There they are. They’re sharing an umbrella while I’m on the other side of the road, getting absolutely drenched. I knew she would find someone so… perfect. He whispers something in her ear. Her hair falls over it and he slightly pushes it out of the way. My heart drops, it’s racing. My stomach is going wild. I feel like I’m going to throw up. Why won’t she just look at me, instead of him. Is she even into girls? I don’t know. I don’t care. Please look at me. Or better actually don’t. I don’t know what to do with myself if she actually looked at me. God, they’re so in love. They look into each other's eyes. I wish that was me. I hate that he’s such a nice guy. I should hate him. I want to hate him. I can’t. He treats her right. Like a princess. She deserves the world and that’s what he is. Her world. I really thought I stood a chance. Or maybe not. Maybe part of me always knew we’d never end up together. They kiss. Soft, slow, sweet. Just the way she deserves. I start to walk away. I can’t keep watching. Yeah, I always knew we’d never end up together. I just always kept hoping. Hope kills.