She's upstairs in her
room.
Back's against the door.
She's never letting anyone in ever again.
Her iPod's on full volume, blasting out the rest
of the world.
She's screaming her heart out and her eyes are bleeding
black.
Her phone's off and out of reach.
Her bestfriend is banging on the door,
trying-anything-to get to her.
Thoughts are racing through her mind, Why did he
hurt me? How could he have done this to me?
I thought he loved me?!
She's never going to be fine
again.
He's downstairs in his
room.
Sitting on the bed.
His x-box is on, but not in use.
He's yelling at himself for being an
idiot.
His phone's in his hand, her contact on the screen.
His bestfriend trying to call him to know what had
happened.
As he finally realizes the thing that he has been trying to put
together.
Why did he do this to her? He loves
her with all of his heart, and yet he let her go.
He completely broke her, and she will never forgive
him.
He gets up, punches the wall, and
screams.
Screams for the pain of what he did to her, and how he'll never be
able to forgive himself.
She's upstairs in her room. Back's against the door. She's never
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Dec 20, 2009 3:13pm
brunettebby101 · 1 decade ago
That's deep, Madelinee.
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