And chances fade even more

I thought it was not real. That you were not with her. You were for me.

Heather.

Nice name.

Pretty girl.

Nice couple...

I used to think that there is little hope that you were mine, but today, that hope vanished completely.

He loves her. He doesn't love me.

...

Could not remember the feeling of unrequited love.

I cannot remember ever you wanted me.

I can remember how you kiss her and jealousy and anger torture her in my mind slowly. Very slowly to feel what it is to suffer.

I know that I'm not your girlfriend, perhaps because of distance or because I can't be your special girl.

Still my mind can not take out your picture, I can not imagine a kiss from you, I can not stop listening how you sing me on a winter night ...

I want to see you and look into your eyes without thinking that I can't miss them because she is there with you, always with you.

Always together. You and her.

Sorry for these words. I didn't want to waste your time, but surely you wont read it