She walked into her boyfriend's bedroom, but he was not alone.
She once said "I'd be lost if I lost you."
And her nightmare came true.
It's gonna be a struggle.
Until then, she's gonna keep her tears hidden in a bathroom stall.
She's gonna stay there for lunch until the bell makes the last call.
Her friends will say she's loved and she'll forget it all.
She's gonna come home to a room of screaming walls and silent halls.
She's gonna lay in her bed and think of him.
She's gonna listen to those bands that they used to kiss to.
And song after song, she won't just listen to the lyrics, she'll feel them too.
"If you never break, you'll never how to put yourself back together."
"And it's my problem if I have no friends and feel I want to die."
"I don't know about you, but I'm admitting now that I have a problem."
And she just wants to feel secure with a hand locked into hers.
She'll start counting her reasons to die, so when the time finally comes, she can leave with a smile on her face.
He saved her from everything, but who do you turn to when your only option has disappeared?
She can only hope her next kiss will be her last.
Tomorrow she'll wake up to a text from him.
He'll beg for her forgiveness.
She'll say "Believe me, even if I knew exactly how this was gonna end, I'd do it all over again because you make me feel amazing. And if I had the heart, I'd forgive you, but you shattered it yesterday... effortlessly."
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Educated Stress
PoetryThe third collection of my poetry. All of these poems were written during my freshman year of college.
