Thursday, August 25, 2011

"We fall down on the inside; pretty on the outside."

I'm lonely and very afraid of this year to come. I am going to walk through the hallways with that fake smile pretending nothing is wrong when my whole world is falling apart around me. I can already see it.

I see teenage love forming all around me. A couple kissing sweetly in the commons while another walks hand-and-hand behind me. Those around me are giggling about the cute boy in third period and their hot summer flings and I just sit in my spot staring out, longing for the same, sweet feelings. I pretend I understand and throw in a giggle and nod every now and then to make it look like I'm there, but I'm not. I not even close. I am in my own world that formed around the hidden headphone in my left ear. I slouch against the wall and count the seconds until the bell rights. 600 seconds, 599 seconds, 598 seconds, 597... I feel a presence. I turn and see you have fallen into place besides me. You comment on my choice of clothing for the day but I can't tell if its honest or sarcastic. I pretend not to hear. You reach for my headphone as I turn the volume higher warning you not to get closer but you don't listen. Your arm extends over my chest and I remember what it was like those chilly winter afternoons feeling your hugs goodbye all over again. I look away hoping you don't notice the look in my eyes. The same look they portrayed during those January class sessions. I have a feeling it is going to happen all over again. No where to run. We met eyes for an everlasting second and I want to scream. You have a look of concern. I turn back to my notebook in attempt to focus your attention elsewhere but I see you are looking over my shoulder. Cautious as to what to write, I write my url though I know you will never go to it. I hear you ask what it is and I tell you it is my only escape and that you should check it out. Will you realize it is all about you?

Now, I turn back to my reality*

I am sitting here on facebook and keep noticing your name pop up. I wish you would message me, I really need someone to talk to tonight.

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