I’m not his girl

Inspired by “I’m Not That Girl” from Wicked

i thought his glance would mean a bit
that maybe fate had plans unlit
but dreams like that just slip away
he looked at her, not me that day
she walks like light, she speaks like spring
the kind of girl that hearts just sing
i watched him fall and felt the sting
of knowing i meant not a thing
he laughs with her the way i dreamed
and all my hope was what it seemed
a silent wish, a passing flame
he never even knew my name
i smiled for them, stood out of frame
and tried to not resent the game
she didn’t steal, she didn’t lie
she simply caught his wandering eye
i tell myself it’s for the best
that some don’t win, though they loved less
not every story's meant to twirl
i’m not the one
i’m not his girl