Dear Mom,

stage four of unrequited love

dear mom,

you find a picture,

of somebody else,

somebody who you dislike,

or are jealous of.

and that's when,

all of the anger,

frustration,

hatred starts running,

through you.

you stare at that picture,

and you grit your teeth,

you tighten your eyelids,

hoping,

that this was all a bad dream.

you know it's not,

though.

you know that this is reality,

that what you saw,

was what happened.

you are angered.

and upset,

oh,

so very upset.

love,

ann

scribbled over paper with picture of aaron and emma holding hands on screen