Gossip. Everyone gossips since they have nothing better to do. Their lives are boring, so they go talk about someone else's lives. So they talk, everybody talks. But what happens when you're the one their talking about. Better yet, about someone having a crush on you. You're flattered, who wouldn't? You get used to it, the rumors and gossips and teases. But then the gossip really begins. What then?

She told him not to do it but he took his life anyway. Told in free-verse poetry with sparse limerick/rhyming qualities, you don't know their names, but you'll forever remember their story. #Wattys2014