It started out as just an average day at school.
Friends talking and trying to be cool.
I held his hand as we talked about math.
He told a joke we started to laugh.
He kissed my cheek when we got to my locker.
He said goodbye and went to play soccor.
It wasnt untill lunch that I saw him again.
He was laughing and talking with his friends.
I came over and hugged him tight.
But I could tell that something wasnt right.
He didnt hug back but pushed me aside.
He looked at me with tear filled eyes.
He called me a bitch a slut and a whore.
It was a perfromance but it had no encore.
I didnt want to hear it and plugged my ears.
I couldnt believe what was happining here.
He looked at me with cold blank eyes.
Shook his head and asked me why.
I didnt know what to say.
When he looked at me that way.
Mascara and tears streamed down my face.
A pain in my chest and a hollow place.
I loved him and he threw me aside.
He loved me but believed the lie.
I got up and went to my friends.
Never wanting to see him again.
They asked me if I was alright.
I said yeah as they held me tight.
I wiped away the tears and attempted a smile.
I knew right away that forgetting takes awhile.
I said dont worry I`ll be fine.
As I held back the tears one last time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem