You [M.C.]

f i f t e e n

She cries and locks herself in her room.

Falling onto her bed as she softly slams her fists against the sheets.

She cries in a mixture of anger and agony.

As the bitter feeling of regret ate her up.

There was a lot of things she regret.

She regrets not having told him her feelings.

She regrets being so weak.

She regrets crying over him.

She regrets faking everything.

But most of all.

She regrets having feelings for him.

Because no matter what she does.

It just won't go away.