Dear A

Dear A,
I don’t think this will matter to you,
Not a single word of this.
But did you ever stop to think maybe I was worth your time?
Maybe I was worth a try,
Or a moment,
Or a second glance.
But that’s not the case anymore.
Now she’s there,
With you,
Hand in hand.
I stand alone on the other side of this wide parking lot
About to cry
Because deep down I know
You would have liked me better.
♠ ♠ ♠
Just saying.... this might turn into a series of poems. It;s like half ranting.... sort of....
I hope it doesn't suck as much as I think it does! Luv you guys!