Her
sitting in her
room, trying to control her sobs.
wondering where she went wrong.
what she wasn't good enough.
waiting for him to call her and say "just kidding"
wondering why his phone goes to voicemail...he must be with his
ex.
hoping she sees him at school tomorrow.
as she walks with her head high, without a care in the world.
she clutches his favorite sweatshirt in her hands.
the mascara streaming down her blotchy, red cheeks.
praying that she looks good tomorrow that way he doesn't know
how she's falling apart.
she hopes he's thinking about her.
she's still in
love
Him
watching the rain drip
down his window.
trying to stop the silent, falling tears.
wondering what he was thinking.
why did he kiss his ex?
he broke his phone so he couldn't call her.
he knows she doesn't want him back.are he's holding onto
her picture as though his likfe depends on it.
hoping to see her beautiful face tomorrow.
he knows she'll look gorgeous.
she always does.
knows she's not thinking about him.
he just wants her back
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