Yours ✅

February 13, 2010

Dear Somebody I Used To Love,

You scared me last night at the party.

You finally gathered up your courage to ask me what was up. When I fold you to leave me alone, you did the opposite. Instead, you rolled up my sleeve.

I can still remember the way your eyes blazed with anger when you saw them. They showed me that at that moment, you were ready to kill.

Heath gave me them as a punishment, because I didn't give him what he wanted. He told me that every time I looked at them, it'd remind me of him and how much of a sorry excuse of a person I was.

I was his girlfriend. I was supposed to give him all.

I watched as you walked towards Heath, me following. Pleading you to stop.

Did you listen to me?

No, you waved me off like an annoying fly.

When you made it over to where he was talking to a friend, he smiled at you. A smile so fake and insane, it'd put the Joker into shame.

"Yo! Alex!" He had said and you just pended him with a cold stare.

"How do you feel about abuse, Heath?" You asked and he had turned a shade lighter, eyes a little wide.