She sits at home waiting for 11:11 to come, waiting for that one minute that gives her the littlest hope that something might go her way for once..she sits on her knees with tears pouring down her face, praying, begging for the one day the he will realize she is the one for him the one who has and will ALWAYS be there for him...one day he will realize..but inside she knows that it wont happen that he will never look past the outside appearance..he will never realize that the touch that meant nothing to him, the simple \"I love you\" that was thrown around like nothing..meant everything and more to her..and made her have hope..only to have it shot right back down again..he is the reason she has tears in her eyes everyday..and even though it hurts she will never get over him...never forget him...
