It's the night of the awards. The guys, their dates, and all the other guests are here at my house waiting for the limos. Everyone is telling you how good you look. I nod, agreeing with them, when really… I think you look like an angel. I could never tell you that though. Why? Because we're
You start to get nervous as the limo stops. I assure you that everything will be fine. We will get out, smile, take a few pictures, answer a few questions, and then go to our seats. You nod and smooth out your long silky brown hair. You check yourself out in the mirror. I can't help but smile when you ask me how you look. If only you knew. I tell you that you look great and open the door. People cheer as we walk down the red carpet. We took a few pictures, and now are being asked some questions. I am asked if you are my girlfriend. As much as I'd like to say yes, I can't. I have to say no, we aren't a couple, we're
It's a few days after the awards and I walk into your room hoping we could see a movie tonight. Not a date, it could never be a date. You shake your head saying you already made plans… with Joey. I feel like someone stabbed me in the back. Joey gets to see another side of you. A side that I want to see more than anything. A side that I will never see. Why? Because we're
It’s your big day, you’re graduating college. You’re moving on to bigger and better things now… without me. I’m so proud of you, but I can’t help but feel sad. You’re not going to have time for me anymore. After all of these years, all of the dreaming and all of the hard work, you’ve finally made it. You’re going to do great. I can tell you’re scared, but I just smile and hug you, squeezing tight, and tell you that you’ll be an amazing doctor. You’re going to create a cure for cancer! You laugh at that, but I wasn’t joking. I really think you could, you’re so strong and so determined. That’s one of the many things I love about you. I love everything about you though, but you’ll never know. Those two words haunt me every day, those two words that crush all of my dreams and leave me gasping for air…
I smile, trying to be happy for you when you show me the ring. I'm not happy though. You've been dating him for over a year now and I still haven't been able to accept it. He's a good guy, one of my best friends. I know he will treat you right, but I want to be the one to put that ring on your finger. But it will never be. Because now you are engaged to Joey, and we're
I stand there, watching you as you walk down the isle. I look at him, wishing I could be in his position. But I'm not. I am the best man. It's hard, to see you two getting married right in front of me, I don't know why I told Joey that I'd be his best man. I don't want to be here at all. We aren't together, and this is just rubbing it in my face some more. The father says that anyone who has an objection should speak now or forever hold their peace. I keep quiet, as much as it's killing me, I can't mess up your marriage. You love him, not me. It will never be me. I am the best man, not the groom. You don't love me like I love you. You never have, never will. I can wish it, but it will never come true. It will always be this way, Lance and Jordan, they are, and will forever be
