My Inner Thoughts

The Aching Heart

A simple end to a school day. We have lockers right next to each other. We planed it at the beginning of the year. She's with him. I hate him. I warned her about him. He'll only break your heart. That's what I told her. She didn't listen. I open my locker as they walk away. She's too caught up in him to notice me. I watch them walk away as I pick up my math book. He puts his arm around her.

Don't you fucking dare out your arm around her!!! I say through gritted teeth, but he doesn't hear me. No one does. I wanted him to hear me. I wanted to fight him. I wanted to kill him so badly. But I can't. I shove my book into my locker and slam the door, walking in the opposite direction they went.

I think a lot about her that night. I think about him too. How, sooner or later, he'll break her heart. He doesn't love her. He's only using her. Stringing her along. How she will see what I was talking about. How she'll hate the fact that I was right. I hate it too.

The next day, was aweful. I hated my life, and wanted to be dead. I didn't talk to anyone, and she didn't talk to me. I went to my locker, they where there again. I got my lunch quietly, she still didn't notice me. They walked away and I closed my locker.

Just ignore me, that's ok. I don't care anyways.... I don't care.... What am I saying? I do care. I mutter softly as I walk away. I care a lot. And right now, my aching heart feels as if it's about to break.