Loneliness

He looks at me like I am the prettiest girl in the world.
He treats me like I am important to him.
He says he loves me.
The disappointment of being loved only with friendship consumes me.
He loves her.
He wishes for her to be with him forever.
I am cast into the shadows of his forgetfulness.
Just a friend is what I'll always be.
My quirkiness, my beauty, my warmth isn't enough for him.
Her normalcy is what is perfect for his ignorance.
Just a friend is what I'll always be.
It's called Loneliness.