The Story of Us

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We started out so simple, girl meets boy. Girl thinks he's unattractive and gay. Boy likes girl and teases her relentlessly and proceeds to ask her out. The girl is, of course, freaked cause she likes him as a friend but never thought it could be more. She kept him on the hook but had to let him go because it was inhumane to treat someone that way.

Then girl introduces boy to her best friend, and he falls for her hook line and sinker. Girl then realizes she cares for him all along, but she's too late. She has to stand by while they flirt and dis-include her from their lives. But a miracle happens, the boy sees her for the horrible witch she is and begins to love the girl back again.

They date, it's horrible and wonderful all at the same time. The girl is very in love with the boy but he pushes her away because he's too scared of how much he loves her. So they break up and enjoy summer apart. The girl is happy on her own, glad to not be in pain anymore.

School starts back up, and the second she sees the boy. Oh, man is she a goner all over again. But he plays with her, he acts as though he still loves her but won't commit. Instead, the boy commits to meaningless girls, all the while hurting the girl who loves him.

She can't take it anymore, so she disconnects from him. She leaves his life as much as she can. Until she sees him again, then she's brought back in like an ocean wave that you can never fight. It's relentless and undeniable and you have to give in, you have no choice.

The girl is constantly stuck in this cycle of loving the boy and ignoring him because he never gives her what she wants.

The boy is the worst thing and the best thing for her. She can never keep a damn smile off her face with him. She loves him endlessly, hopelessly, deeply.

Oblivion is inevitable but I still love you and I don't know if I'll ever get over you.

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Hi!
This is my first time publishing something I've written. I usually keep these things in folders or in my notes, never to be read by anyone but myself, but I think it's time to release my work for others.
I know it's not a typical poem but I didn't know what else to classify it as sooooo here we are!
If you enjoyed this, please let me know (if anyone even reads this lol) and maybe I'll write more stuff 😄

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