she woke up to her alarm clock screaming at
6AM. her face was sticky and her eyes were
bloodshot.she had been crying. she had dreamed about
him again.she sat up and stared at herself in the mirror,
hard. she didn't get it. she didn't understand how
a boy can put her through so much pain, and be
oblivous to what he did to her. she didn't understand how
he could make her cry herself to sleep everynight, and sometimes
he would make her just want to curl up and die, but for some reason
x she still loved him. x