My Story

I'm blunt,
I'm stubborn.
I have big red lips,
I have wide brown eyes.
I fell for a guy,
Who could never appreciate me,
Who only ever loved my best friend,
Who could never see what they gave me.
I was blind to the world once,
Then shoved into a dark place.
All I could see was jealousy and hate,
When all I wanted to feel was love.
I wanted to be loved,
I wanted to be appreciated.
But they could never see,
Both blinded by their own pride.
Now I never see him.
It would have broken my heart previously,
But now instead I can breathe for the first time.
The air is bittersweet,
I entered the world with nothing
And that's how I'll leave it.
I thought I was cute,
I thought I was lovable,
Apparently not,
I'm some "unrelated twin".
I fell for a guy who could never appreciate me...
That is my story.

Author notes

Just about sums up my life really. I know I'm only 20yrs old but... I have never been in a serious relationship or come close to it (never been given the chance). I have never even been kissed. Whatever happened to being young and a little reckless, eh? Even if I wanted action I couldn't get it. I know, I'm going to get a tonne a comments saying "you should not be complaining". But honestly going to uni and having to see couples, walk hand in hand, kiss each other, hug each other, see that smile that comes to their faces, makes me nearly want to cry inside. You know, I honestly don't ask that much out of life. Only that I have a few friends, get to travel a bit, earn a decent living and have something of a career after all these studies, but most of all, most of all I want to experience love and find someone out there. And at the moment it hasn't happened. How tragic does life get, when your out with your best friend and all the guys approach her? You feel as if you belong in the ground- as if your dirt. And then when you finally like a guy...and find out he too likes your best friend? I'm amazed I made it this far honestly.... And before you all bag her, no she's a good girl, its not her fault she's just better than me in nearly everything- poise, sophistication, a sense of "culture" about her and prettiness. And I know this is going to sound really, really sad, but all I want to be is loved. That's what this piece of freewrite is trying to express. Enjoy.