i'm not her

REMEMBER the girl who used to watch your basketball games, hold your water bottle, do your reports, listen to your girl problems, bring you food when you're hungry? Remember her and your endless whine about anything when she would just sigh and wait patiently for you to be in a happy mood? Remember when you would diss her everytime a new girl came along as if she never existed? She didn't really care that people shook their heads in disgust when they thought she was the one constant thing in your life. Remember her sitting in a corner, crying and then shake the sadness all away like nothing happened? All she wanted was for you to see that she was someone who deserves more than what you treated her for. That one someone who will embrace every flaw,who will love every line of your face, who memorized the 12 different smiles you can make and best of all, the one girl who can bring out what's left of you and turn you whole again. She finally gave up and ran away, hoping you could do it on your own.
And then...there you are, trying to find her, making ends meet just to see her again and see the possibilities if there really is something to make her stay.
But that girl, the one you used to take for granted, didn't want to come back. So, please know, don't mistake me for her. Because I'm not her...anymore...