Why does he love her?

What's so different between she and I?

Why can't he see that I've been here forever?

Why can't he understand that I will forever be here?

Why must he break me so, when I do everything for him?

Why does a simple flirtatious wink and flip of the hair attract him more than my feelings for him?

Why can't he see beyond her beauty and understand that she isn't for him?

When will he know that I love him?

How will I tell him with the fear of rejection on my shoulders?

And why do I still hope for a fantasy that I know will never become a reality?