I used to force myself to watch the show "Suits" everyday,
because my crush watched it.
So I thought it would give us something to talk about,
because it was scary to talk to him,
and we had nothing in common.
So for about 6 months,
I watched the same story line being repeated every week.
So when everything fell apart and started to reek,
I was happy and upset all in the same moment.
I was upset, sad, mad,
it was really just to bad
when he told me he loved another girl;
and his world revolved around her.
That he could never find someone else.
And I sat and watched,
as his eyes followed hers, and as mine followed him,
I took such a limb as I gave him advice.
I told him to move on and be with someone who will love him back,
but I guess that didn't mean me.
And as I watched his heart fill with her name,
and my name start to subside,
I remembered the bright side...
I don't ever have to watch "Suits" again.