I feel stupid. I feel silly. I feel my heart broken. I thought that I were important for him. Our looks, our smiles, our feelings. Without words. Only us. But this is a lie. When he looks to another girl, when he smiles to another girl, when he kisses...another girl... My heart...cries...cries because it feels bad for believing all this story.
The best moment were when we looked to each other, with bright eyes, like the first look. We smiled like two fools. It did not matter at the time. But now, this is the past. I don't know nothing, but I can say one thing for him. If you weren't happy with me, be happy with another girl. There isn't a girl like me. You missed the opportunity.