watching his own tears trickle down his face
he blindly swipes at his eyes, slamming the bathroom door closed
a bundle of painful emotions rushing through his mind
she thought about getting off his bed to hug him
wanting to have him in her embrace
his swollen face,
and hunched shoulders,
that seemingly carry the weight of the world and more-
But she wouldn't budge
for if she did, that'd mean she cares.
And she didn't,
She can only lie so much.
He didn't understand
he did this for her
he went into this relationship
for her
she was the one who asked!
Then why is she making it so difficult
Why, even when they are basically still strangers
did it hurt him,
it hurt when she brushed him off
and called, only when she wanted something
and begged, only when she wanted something she knew-
they both knew-
she shouldn't want
or should have
and he-
is so tired,
so exhausted
from this endless- suffocating relationship
that he never wanted.
At least
not with her
For he never saw her in the way she saw him
She saw him as a potential love interest
maybe further than potential
maybe a forever
but
both of them at such an age
cannot grasp the concept of forever
no one can
not that I know of.
He was oblivious. He just wanted comfort
he hadn't a care for whom gave it to him.
He was young then, his heart trusting-
but now
it's shielded
he protects it
at the time
it was fresh
and unscarred
but even then one could tell,
but even then one could tell, her heart was better prepared for the cruelty within this world than he.
For unlike him, hers was battered.
she left
but not till after she caught his heart
hook
and strung him around her finger
line
and she ran, alone
sinker.
Already tortured and manhandled by those in her past.
So, calmly watching
controlling the ache of her memories.
Memories that came from imagining her self in the same state he was in.
She waited until his racking sobs had silenced
and listened as they turned to sniffles
and sighed when they turned to snores.
She shared her pain
and she can let go now
and he can find someone better
and she can run.
Run away and not feel guilty
for this is what runs through the mind of irrational young women
in a times of despair and
the confrontation with the fact that
she was too late to take it all back.
New wounds and an impenetrable wall
Well... He hopes it's impenetrable.
he aimlessly wanders
attempting to find one who would never harm him nor let him cry alone
who would care
and we wish him luck
and she should have never gone there
and forever
they shall part.
he deserves better
and she needs a lesson
and hopefully,
this is the end of their story together.
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