cherry flavored.

don't pity me

munch.

my teeth bit on
the tasty
plum.

it stained my
lips,
creating a
dull violet.

despite the fact
no one
placed next
to me,
at least i turned out
to be gifted
a yummy lunch.

today seemed
different this
time.

someone actually
wasn't holding
a grudge
towards settling
close to me!

well, i guess
i spoke too
soon.

because it was oliver
who placed
in the
seat beside me.

he pitys me,
and i
know it.

i am not stupid,
of course he
pitys me
because
i have no friends.

his hand displayed
a gentle wave,
to me.

to
me.

he grinned
from ear
to ear at me.

i had to admit,
that did
view as a nice
thing to see in
ages.

although i knew
he pitied me,
i still
felt

some sort of
happiness.

he chewed on his
ham
sandwich.

the sight
assembled
a small
smile
on my face.

his cheeks puffed
up into
round circles.

i let out a light
giggle
at his squirrel-like
cheeks.

for once, i actually
laughed.

muffled chuckles
followed along with mine,
his mouth
full of
food.

you're feeling bad for
me, aren't you oliver?
my body shivered as
the thought haunted me.

even if
everyone stared
at us,
confused
and puzzled

about why, out of all
people,
oliver
decided to sit
next to me,

i enjoyed this
moment.

but one thing kept
repeating
in my
mind, shifting me
back
to reality.

don't pity me.
don't pity me.
please don't pity me.