"Kenny, you're the best!"

"I know DeeDee, that's why you love me."

"Oh suuure!"

Paul watched the two coordinators couple flirt with each other after a contest had just been held. Yeah, he did go watch it, and it was for one reason.

For her.

He really shouldn't have though.

It was obvious, not just in the other boys' eyes, but hers. Those eyes never glistened when they made eye contact. Whenever she looked his way, her deep ocean blue eyes stared at him with hatred, anger, disappointment.

He wasn't surprised.

They almost had it together, but it fell apart.

He shouldn't have come at all. Seeing it was too heartbreaking even for his cold soul to admit.

The few light pink roses had slipped from his hand as he saw them when he walked to the back to congratulate on her win and performance, and to also apologize for what he's done these past 6 months.

Paul just watched a girl he loved...love someone else. And it hurt.

She never smiled at him like that ever. Not once. It was always for someone else, someone else to hold her heart together.

All he did was shatter it to pieces.

'I really fucked up.' Paul thought in his mind as he watched the two fade away into the distant sunset, their figures becoming smaller until he couldn't see them anymore.

Guess love's more painful after it's gone and run away.

Maybe it just wasn't supposed to be.