White boy rehab day 1

Pretty. dang. TERRIBLE. I hate seeing him now. Seeing him around school, being stuck w/ him for an hour in 5th period. Him sitting RIGHT in front of me. Those dang freakin' amazing blue eyes. Like freaking hawaii ocean water. Like the sky on a spring day. Okay done w/ the corniness. I'm in REHAB. It's so hard to get over him. He was like perfect. I don't wanna let go the dibs i had on him. I don't want other girls to be on him, even tho i'm trying not to want him anymore. selfish right? I hate letting go. Letting go of the feeling of liking someone. being even more lonely before. having no one to talk about w/ my friends, or for my friends to tease me about. having no one to think about, look forward to seeing, no one to hope for. No one to think of when i see all these cute couples so i don't feel like a complete lonely loser like i do now. You like her. I don't know why but you do. And i hope one day , you realize that she doesn't see you, like i do. and you don't see me. it's funny right? "we ignore the ones who adore us and adore the ones who ignore us" 

" i just wanna show you, she don't even know you, she's never gonna love you like i wanna. and you just see right through me, if you only knew me, we could be a beautiful, miracle, unbelievable, instead of just invisible"