My eyes fall upon him.

His excitement,

His eagerness,

His want to make her smile.

I hate it.

She is mine

And mine alone.

I don't care about what

“Important”

Things you have to say to her.

“I can’t believe you did that!”

My eyes fall upon her.

Her looks,

Her constant smile,

Her beautiful laugh.

If only she were mine,

And not

To the Idiot sitting before me.