The Girl on the Sidelines

Four years I spent cheering you on

Shouting number thirteen as you run along

Even when the odds were against you

For me you always won.

Sitting on the sideline as I waved your number up

You turned at my direction

Acknowledging my presence with a smile

Only to realize it was meant for the girl sitting behind.

When the crowd goes home

I walk towards you with open arms

But you pass right through me

And forget that I was even there.

Left behind I watched you walk away

With you holding her hands

Hoping that one day you would notice

That I am the girl always waiting on the sidelines.

And when I get my chance with you

Not even for a moment do you even see

The girl who dreams of you every time

While you talk about her all year round.

When you cried each time she broke your heart

I wiped the tears that fell on your eyes

Tried to paint on you another smile

And let you sleep on my arms.

But you never noticed my heart was bleeding

That I force myself to smile so you won’t see me hurting

But I don’t think you’d even care

Because you only look away and I’m lost in your memory.

And when the game is done and we’re left alone

You leave me again and drive her home

And you even waved goodbye

To the girl who’s still waiting on the sidelines.

I dream of the moment when you’d finally see

I’m the girl who dreams of you every time

But you only look away and I realized

I will always be the girl on the sidelines.

I am always the girl waiting on the sidelines.

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I have decided to write a whole new poetry collection that is different from Blue Raindrops. Different because all the poems I am posting in this book is a real-life story about a part of my life. However, any poem not related to me will be posted in Blue Raindrops.

Here's a shout out to icyfire02