it was supposed to be us...

seventh grade, wow I've really grown I get placed in my class when I hear a name I turned to my left and there you are He was dark with the type of eyes that makes you stutter. As my eyes follow his walk into the room his direction is suddenly towards me. He smirks and says,"guess I'm with you.'' We talk all day and you have the kind of humor that makes my ribs hurt and my eyes water. it's been a few months, we talked and I think to myself. I like this boy. and the next day you find out he has a girlfriend,my best friend... I carry on with my day until I get home. I sob until my eyes can't cry anymore and my eyelids fall shut.