Her(the past)

Back then, she was everything I wanted to be But everything I couldn't It wasn't her hair nor her smile or just the fact that she was the most beautiful girl I'd seen in a while It was everything about her, how kind she was, how happy she made me, It all felt so beautiful, she felt beautiful... And never was that feeling jealousy or envy It was pure admiration It was......love I loved her so,so much the fact that anyone let alone her wanted to be my friend, my best friend made me happier than any boy ever could How pathetic I must seem But i didn't care she loved me, And that was all that mattered.