She was a wallflower. Her face looked like a constellation of stars. But that's not what drew me in. In fact, I do not know what attracted me to her. But yet here I am, talking about her like she's the most amazing thing in the world.
I try to convince myself that it's just a simple crush and he sees me as nothing but his best friend's sister. I know it isn't. But one can only lie to make themselves feel better.