walking to my secret hideaway
holding hands
combining like
gum slithering into hair
you can't break that apart right?
unless you try really hard
but we finally arrive
in sweet silence
it didn't feel awkward
i guess i was just healing from all the crying
soon i heard the water glistening
i could already picture it in my head
a river flowing past a forest trail
and i could finally hear it calling to me
"I go here when I'm really sad.." I smile.
"It's so pretty over here!" She grabbed my hand closer to the river.
"Let's set the stuff down here.." I lay the blanket on the soft grass.
"Oh my gosh!" She giggled, "Love, how did you find this place!"
"I just stumbled across it once when I was a kid.." My face got hotter as I realized she had used my new nickname.
"You like it..?" She smirked.
"Like what?" I tilted my head.
"When I call you by your nickname.." She moved closer to me.
"I guess.." I giggled.
"Oh also.. I'm the only one who can call you that, right?" She frowned.
"Why would I let anyone else call me that, princess?" I chuckled, "No one else is allowed to call you princess.."
"Okay.." She smiled resting her head on my shoulder.
"Do you want to know something Amitola?" I spoke softly.
"Hm..?" She looked up at me.
"I really love you.." I kissed her cheek, but when I looked up at her she was tearing up.
"I know.. I love you too.." She smiled weakly.
"What's wrong..?" I questioned worriedly.
"I love you so much.. but I can't.." She stuttered.
"You- You can't what?" I took her hand.
"Alice I can't be with you anymore.." She kissed my forehead, and got up.
"What the hell are you talking about..?" I got up, my the tears felt like they were drowning me.
"I love you.. but I just can't do this anymore.." She walked away swiftly.
of course this happens to me
it always will
it ALWAYS WILL
forever no one can love me..
forever i will be nothing
to anyone
i drop down unto the grass
i wish i will sink
inhale the dirt until it fills my lungs
up to my throat
so i can't feel the knot in it
or to choke out any thoughts left
that roam my brain
and when i finally die
i will disintegrate into the grass
to give back to the earth for the only 10 years of happiness that i had.
guys don't worry im making a sequel to make up for this terribly sad ending 😈 but that may be sadder
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Life, Not Roses
PoetryAs Alice struggles into 9th grade, she realizes that life is not the beauty caught in movies in films. Her perfect life turned upside down as life crashes down on her family.
