AN: The format is not as pretty as I originally had it. FP won't let me x(

Beyond the Locker Door

Locker door creakily opens, revealing

memories tacked to the side of the door.

Photograph of old―discarded and peeling―

face not so fervent and friendly anymore.

Suddenly, the air gets thick, remembering

summer days past, of youth before...

Love gone corrupt, completely dismembering

a battlefield of lust and war.

I am done with you.

I am over you.

Locker door swiftly shuts, concealing

secrets begotten, forever yours.