Noise. A headache. Too much talking. Crowded hallways, crowded classrooms, crowded lunchrooms. It's all I can do to focus on my locker. I feel a tap on my shoulder. The boy's butt is in my friend's face, Again. She raises her foot and poises to kick, looking at me. I smile and mouth, "Do it." She shakes her head. The headaches never seem to end. I give my friend a hug. Two other friends arrive, join in the hug. We, us, together. I used to walk alone. No one beside me. But now you're all here, Forever Beside Me. Until your "forever" is up. They'll all leave me, one by one. Gradually tiring of me. And then I'll walk as I have. Alone.
FN Pixie · Fri Mar 06, 2009 @ 10:45pm · 0 Comments |