Please. Don't make me cry harder than I was before.
Please. Don't make me realize it any more than I already have.
Please. Don't think of us falling apart because I love you and don't ever EVER want to lose you.
Please. Tell me you love me too so we can hug and laugh and be forever like we used to.
Please. Don't ever let me go.
Things'll be better.
When I get over... everything...
Things will be better.


how much longer
are you going to lie to me,
hurt me,
drag me down,
blame me for everything,
treat me like i'm worthless,
ignore me,
laugh and talk
and wave
to everyone else,
refuse to give me attention,
walk home
from summer school
& pretend you don't
see me sitting there?

how much fucking longer
will it be?