Bridesmaid

Always a bridesmaid...God, that hit home yesterday. I should be used to it now. But it still stings a bit.

I'm getting used to it. I've never liked being in the spotlight. I prefer to push the attention away. Too much time on me and I start feeling uncomfortable.

But to ignore me totally... now that's just unfair. Everyone likes a little acknowledgement. A little praise. And a little flattery. Makes my day.

Someone once told me that I seem very cheerful, like I have a wonderful secret held close to my heart. Well, I like that. I like being thought of as cheerful. Maybe that's my secret. It's my lie.

I know I've not had more heartbreaks than the average person but I do tend to dwell on them longer. Analyzing every aspect, making it bring me down. I've been down a lot more than I care to remember.

And that's when I need you to notice me.