Goodbye

#2

MATURE THEME BELOW

Rachel's POV

I don't love Kyle.

I mean, I'd have sex with him, but love?

I don't love anyone.

People love me though.

I'm part of the dirty part of LA.

The hole in the wall.

I'm the girl your mom warns you to stay away from.

I'm an actress...

Except, I act in that kind of business.

I know what you're thinking.

"She's disgusting? Must've had no other choice. Doesn't she have any dignity? What about privacy? How can she live with herself? Maybe she's a nympho?"

You know....

You know nothing about me.

Don't judge me.

I didn't do anything to you.

Kyle gets me though.

He knows what it's like.

He didn't grow up in San Francisco.

He grew up on the streets of LA.

We knew each other as kids.

He called me for a place to stay.

To escape.

But guess what?

I'm girl #2.

Who's #1?

Some chick named Anna. His ex or whatnot.

I wonder what'd she think of me.

Probably hate that Kyle's living in the same house with me.

I don't love Kyle.

But I hate being #2.

I'm always...ALWAYS...#1

A/N:

Decided to add more Rachel in the mix to add some spark. I know that this poem is more mature, so I want to make sure everyone knows that from now on some of the poems will be more mature, and might have more bad language as we get into the world of LA. Thanks! As always, votes and comments please! ALSO THE ACTRESS PLAYING RACHEL IS NOT AT ALL LIKE RACHEL IN REAL LIFE! I just used her to show what she looks like. Thanks! :)