The Lonely Bench

The day is hot and i am tired but yet i cant stop thinking about him i go for a run and i stop and turn to the woods i sit on the bench where we first met and i turn and imagine him sitting next to me... I remember just the way he looked at me i remember what he said... I feel that he is here with me but i know he isn't i know he is with her, my best friend my soul mate. he wants her he wanted me but i never could give him what he wanted but i guess she could i blame myself but why? why blame anyone it is just a guy right? There are plenty of fish in the sea but who wants to date a fish i want to be with him the one and only but i cant change his mind he wants her and now i am here on this bench wondering why no one is here with me.....?