He was always there.

Kindergarden, Building blocks. Next door neighbors.
First Grade, first kiss. She’s in love.
Twelth Grade, prom king.
She is not his queen.
His heart breaks. She is single. Revolting.
His new girl. Pictures constantly.
She is alone.

This life with him is toxic, they say. One sided and toxic.
I’m sorry, she says.
Each moment with you reminds me I’m not good enough for you.
He says nothing. He moved on long ago.