She will cry over you like there is no tommorrow, until her throat is raw and her hair is a mess.
Her screams will echo through the walls and there will be nothing beautiful about it.
She will tear out the pages of her diary that she dedicated to you and swear your name will never again appear on the crisp pages that are so important to her.
But two days later the words won't come and she'll find herself scrawling your name over and over until the ink blurs and merges with her tears.
She will curse you and curse herself and curse the skies for everything and nothing.
There will be days when sun shines but all she will see is rain and clouds and days when she won't see anything at all.
But she will still love you because she gave you a part of herself that you refuse to return.
But know this, she will also learn to forget you.
So when she walks by in two months time, laughing and smiling without a care in the world,
you will wonder how she slipped through your fingers,
and she won't care.
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Poems by a Stressed Out Teenager
RandomI'm just a girl who's stressed out about every second of every day. I pick up a piece of paper and a pen, write shit down, then post it on here. Enjoy ✌
