Chess

She lost at her game of chess,
the game they played everyday at the park.
He taught her the game,
never let her win,
so she played hard.

This time when she looked at the winner,
he had her best friend in his arms.
Long blonde hair
and legs that went on for days.

Comparing her self.
She was short,
as was her hair.

Her now "ex" best friend was kissing his cheek,
he was holding her close; smiling.
She lost at her game of chess,
now all she could do was walk away.

He broke her heart,
she hated him for that,
but she hated her self for still wanting him.
She loved him.