mephlies2

Fracture
The day we all quit kong was the day it all went wrong. UMS started calling some dumb, I got into a scuffle with Pruss. She couldnt figure out a rebuttal, so she merely hid inside a huddle. We couldnt find a truce, she lit my fuse, so now I make her cry tears onto her shoes. Sits on the bed, these thoughts whirl into her head. With blood shot eyes, she contemplates slitting her right thigh. She feels like she might die. She doesnt do it, but tell me, Im still angry at her, but down deep, I care. But I hate being there, so I push her away, I set a distance, pretend like I dont listen. I piss her off, produce a sniveling scoff. Tell her not to text, not even unless she thinks its best. Its been six months, six since Ive been sick, the pain still sticks, we’re not friends. No, that ship sank since then. She doesnt remember nor care about me, doctors did a frontal lobotomy. Erased from a memory it seems to me. Yes, im her enemy, its plain to see the pain that Ive created mercilessly. The situation is complicated, she has me frustrated, not one day goes by without me thinking, why would she let me make her cry? Ill just sit down and wear clown make up. Leave a smile where a frown was drawn. Everything went wrong when we left Kong.