Loser

I hate you.  
Your smile makes my chest flutter, and your kindness stays on my mind.  
Even when I know you are just being nice.  
Those who are nice are the same as everyone else.  
I almost forget that.  
That I'm not special.  
Important.  
So I try not to pay any mind.  
To the point where I wish I could feel your warmth once again.  
No matter what I'll do I will always lose whether it's you or myself.