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Dagger

Whenever I see them together, it feels like a dagger is cutting into my heart,
deeper,
deeper.
And sometimes the pain is too much to bear. I want the both of them to be happy, mostly him.
But why can’t he be happy with me instead? Why not me, am I not;
pretty enough,
smart enough,
cool enough,
calm enough,
nice enough,
fun enough
nonfreakish enough,
skinny enough?
I guess I’ll never really know, all I can do is move along like I always do and find some one else.

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