"don't cry," i tell myself. "not here. not now. not in front of them."
i laid my head down between my arms, letting my mind drown in the white noise of the high school lunch room. i listened to the voices of people surrounding me. laughing. whispering. shouting. screaming. people having a good time on their break from classes. not me.
every time i saw them together i wanted to die. every time i saw them together, i did die. just a little piece of me at a time.he was toxic, and i was ready to die. she? she was a precious gem. she shouldn't have been tainted by him.
and i was stuck. stuck feeling heartbroken and thinking about how much better i was than her. she was giggly and fake and pretty. me? i was genuine. and i loved him. and that's all the pain in the world.
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just a few thoughts [poetry]
Poetry"everything that is powerful is dangerous..." - - - - - - - - - - - - a book filled with a few thoughts of mine (lower case intended, some mature language)