Dear Ellella,

Thank goodness you're back so soon. I almost thought you forgot about me. So, where were we?

So there's this boy...
No, not a new one. A nice one. The nice one.

And then there's this girl.
She's loud, outgoing, popular, & somewhat pretty.
And she's all over him. Always.
Right in front of you.
Right next to you actually.
And he's okay with it.
And there's nothing you can do about it.

Cause no one knows in that class what you 2 once were, or still am.
No one in that class, except for 2-3 people.
No one.
So she lays her hands on him like her life depended on it.
You hear them laugh.
You see the chemistry.
You see them together.
And now you're worried that she'll get him.
He'll like her instead of you.
He'll make her laugh.
He'll hold her hand.
He'll walk her places.
He'll keep her warm when its cold.
He'll hold her as if she was the best thing in the world.
And she'll take your place.

It's partially your fault you know, my dear.
You were the one who got bored of him when he wanted you oh so badly.
He had you before, but can he have you again?

I don't really know.
It's insane.
One second I'm wishing he was gone.
And the next I'm wishing he was mine, again.

Oh the dilemma...
Why is it that whenever a boy enters my life, a girl always has to mess it up?