You were so in love with Simon. But you knew that he didn't like you back. You were just friends to him. He liked another woman. She was perfect. Glass skin. Silky hair. Perfect smile. You tried to be happy for Simon, but all he said was 'Yeah, okay.' He never really had time for you. One day, you were both sitting together on the couch, and you started to talk about your real feelings for him. "I'm always an angel, never a god." You said, his gaze turned up to you.