I remember that football game.
You were playing and I watched you from the bleachers.
I was so happy for you.
You were doing what you love with the people you can't live without.
Then.
I saw her and I saw how you went to her first and just acted like you didn't see me. After all the glances and thoughts you finally came up to me and said hi, I didn't understand what I did for you to ignore me like that. I was so confused, but then I asked you what I did and you got mad at me.
I don't like it when you get mad at me.
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The Golden Girl
PoesiaJayla was the perfect golden girl. With every bright girl comes a dark mind. Was Jayla's mind just too dark?
