What you did was cruel.
It hurts.
You made a list of people who care,
I wasn't on it,
Yet you still sent it to me,
Yet you still told me about it,
Yet you still act normal around me.
Maybe one day you will understand what I did,
Why I told the teachers.
It's because I care the most,
Will you ever understand that?
I told them because you told me you were going to leave.
I did the only thing I could,
It's beyond my power to help you now.
The moment you told me,
I couldn't let it wait any longer,
Something needs to be done now.
When you texted me:
"I'm sorry"
I was confused,
Then I panicked,
You didn't answer any of my following messages,
Or even bother to read them,
I was scared,
And I asked myself:
Are they even alive.
You didn't read my message or bother to reply and that my friend was cruel.
How could you do that to me?
I'm trying to piece myself back together and you do something like that,
Might as well trample over me.
I know you are reading.
YOU ARE READING
Lacrimo
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