We, Not They

Cue the depressing love poems!

We, Not They

You are the guy with whom I thought I would end up crashing a glass under my white heels

She is the girl with the stunning eyes and flawless face

You are the boy who is going to ask her to prom

She is perfection, everyone’s desire, and acres out of your league

I am the girl who let your piercing words echo through my eardrums

You are the guy who told me you are going to send blushing roses to her doorstep

I am the girl who hoped to be your conciliation prize

You are the jerk who said your back-up is my generic best friend

He is the guy I know is everything you’re not

I am the girl who is falling for everything I never wanted

He is the guy who clenches my books as we stroll across the clustered hallways

I am the one who was supposed to be with you but is starting to prefer the look in his eye

We are the couple that was meant to hold each other

They are wrong

They are our ignorant impulsive mistakes

We are beautiful

We are just having trouble witnessing our splendor.