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Teardrops On My Diary
November 28, 2011
It flipped. Perfectly across.
I would mess it up purposely. Just to make him flip it again.
He smirked at me.
Rolling my eyes, I smiled.
Who knew.
Nobody knew.
Knew what or where or why.
Just to know that you would choose another.
Another over one. One over another. It wasn't great.
The hot over the nice.
The friend I thought she was. Who wasn't. I never found out why.
I decide not to.
I gently cried myself to sleep that night. Just gently letting the soft, broken pages to fall apart.
© Jessica T., North Hills, CA
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