《Short Whatevers》

Some stuff

Idk I thought of this while reading some s- yknow it doesn't matter what I was reading, here take it.

I envy him with all my heart, the same heart that loves him.
His looks make my face blush red from anger or love?
Oh, I will never know.
His graceful strides make me wanna cry from the fact I can never be him, or have him.
Oh, I will never know.
The thoughts that jog through his mind are never on me, only her.
It's her he wants and I hate him for that.
Is it she that I also want? Or is it he?
Oh, I will never know.

So this might be bad, or not. Please tell me I'm lost over here.