Golden

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Golden

Patrick's pov

I sat and watched as the world bared down on the boy in black . And I saw just how cruel the golden rule was . It was only followed when it benefits someone but what about the boy with the notebook who walks through town ? The one who moms pull their kids away from . I looked in to his eyes once and I saw just how weighed down he was . He showed me that our lives aren't golden but gold plated.

Petes pov

I saw god cry in the reflections of my enemies as I walked through the town hiding behind my fringe I've only looked up once and my eyes meeting the most beautiful ones after that I walked past almost crying as moms pulled kids away from me saying don't grow up like me. Tongues on sockets of my own electric dreams . I was my own destruction.

Patrick's pov

He smiled at me slightly as much as he could before I saw he expression change and tears filled his eyes. It was that moment that I realized the light of the city were to heavy for me .
I saw him break . I watched this boy crumble. People talk about not bullying but that's all they do. They act like they can't see the crisscross pattern on the boys arms as he treks through the town like he is going to war . Then again who says he's not.
I saw him sit under a cork tree writing in his notebook tears streaming down his face and falling on the page as he tried to hide it.

Petes pov

I sat writing poetry no one will ever care about. No one wants to read the words of someone lovers have no time for. I reached my breaking point by that tree and took off running running to the place that would finish me off but I was tackled down just before I got there.

Patrick's pov

" please don't...... Please " I whispered in his ear and he looked up at me tears in his beautiful brown eyes. His hair was out of his face and for the first time I saw his whole face.
" thank you " he said softly stuttering.
I leaned down and kissed him softly and he kissed back and it was golden . We laid on that cold sidewalk our lips connected sweetly for everyone to see . And the sky opened up and rain fell like god was weeping. But the sun shined through the clouds making a rainbow the end leading to us . I guess we really were just golden.

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