He won't choose me

He makes me feel like I am normal. He makes me fell like I have friends. He is worth more than I can give. She deserves to be happy. She is a great friend to me. She wants him. She has had him. She treated him like garbage. She wants him back. I’m nothing. I have nothing to give him. Nothing to make him a better person in the end. No talents. No purpose in life. He doesn’t know who he wants. But why would he choose me? They are so much better. Prettier, smarter, and more deserving. So why would he even think to choose me? He wouldn’t. And shouldn’t. And won’t. Written February 10th, 2002 © on Feb 10 2002 01:15 PM PST   18 • 0 • 8