STORM.

☹fifteen

almost two weeks after that picture was posted you called me.

i wasn't quite sure if i should answer or not but then i remembered;

it's you.

why wouldn't i answer?

you were crying.

it was so rare.

the sound of you sobbing will always haunt me.

apparently the two of you didn't work out.

you really liked her, but she really disliked me.

so, you broke it off:

i felt honored that you picked me over your girlfriend.

you said she called me names every chance she got.

she made fun of me,

but you warned her.

you told her if she wasn't going to give me a chance things weren't going to work out.

and they didn't.

now here i am with you in my arms breaking down.

i hated myself for feeling relieved and content in such a hard time for you,

but i just couldn't help myself.