He said not to worry.
That i was over thinking and needed to calm down.
He said there was nothing between them.
That i needed to trust him.
but with all that my past had brought me, how could i
how could i learn to trust the one thing id been taught never to trust
how could i possibly be okay with something that my past self would have walked away from in a heartbeat
so as always i hide my emotions, blanketed the pained expression on my face with a smile
hid my heartbreak deep down, i refused to let my heart sink to my stomach, i refused to let a lump form in my throat
i refused to let HER get to me
"be happy"
"smile"
"it will be okay"
i told myself to push my dark passenger back down where he belongs.
lock him away in the pit of my stomach, let him burn away and never escape
"just make him happy" i thought
"he cant see any of this, just keep quiet" the little voice in my head said
And slowly, I drowned in tears
YOU ARE READING
You And I
Non-FictionA collection of small poetic stories about the life of a teenage girl lost in her thoughts.
