x. nothing.


my fingers shook
&I once again spoke ill of him
(oh well)
I hid so I wouldn't have to see them together,
feel it burning & raging inside of me
(fuck him)
& then there was first hour
one of my only two with him
(wish it was less)
he sat next to me when I didn't move
put his hand on my arm when I finished geometry
(ignoring my repeated "don't touch me")
&now here I am with burning eyes
aching limbs & broken skin
(wish I could break him)