just a few thoughts [poetry]

mess

she tosses the used tissue in the general area of the garbage can, not caring where in lands. it's overflown anyway. 

she imagines him with her best friend, cuddling and laughing. having fun without her. and she's crying more. 

crying and crying until she can no longer breathe, chest rising and falling. 

she has school work that needs to be done, but fuck it if she cares. 

she sits on the floor, rethinking what has happened. was she just not good enough? should she have tried harder? 

she thinks harder. she can't let go. no matter how many of her friends have warned her that he's toxic, she's addicted to the poison. she wonders how to unlove. how to forget. but this is more than forgetting. it's learning.