When it was all
done
and the lust bug had left
for other innocent souls,
and the movie-no-longer-magic tragic
wore off,
she did things the way
she meant to
a few weeks prior.
The fallout was surprisingy
calm,
but it was the lull before the storm and
within that time she'd
found her home in the heart of her
best friend,
in the most cliche of ways
and once she was
happy
and resurfacing
and dealing with the depression
and once she was
legitimately okay
for at least a few hours at a time
and once her wrists were
clean
for at least a few hours at a time
the storm hit,
the very boy she'd
talked out of suicide
was
trying to hurt her
and it didn't seem like karma
was a very real thing
at the moment.
