Probably

Waking up everyday like is the last day of your life.

Having a shower, putting some make-up and drink a black coffee.

Same things, over and over again…

Looking from afar to all you wanted to have but you cannot.

Going to work, where you know you are not happy. Not now, not ever!

And then thinking…

About him, about her, about them…

How cute they look together, how they complete each other.

It’s just hard to accept everything that happens.

Could have been you! There in his arms, smiling next to him!

But you are here, frustrated and awkward! Just looking at them… from afar.

And you try to smile, to live, to grow up! Even if, inside you are just dying.

You just hope, that someday… everything will be forgotten, you will be gone and he will be just a black memory of your twisted mind…