Still Breathing In Nightmares

She was the girl who never
Put her body on display.
Her hair was always messy.
Her lips sealed shut.

He was the guy who
laughed loudly at the front
of the class.
His hair fell perfectly on his
sculpted face.
His humor being rude and
sarcastic.

Now. This is not a love story.
You'd expect them to be polar opposites.
But the fresh cuts on both their wrists forbid me to assume that.

TW: Toxic, Death, Gaslight, Self Harm, Eating Disorder, Violence, Smoking/Drinking/Drugs, Suicide