Tears

When your Ex-Bff asks,

Are you okay?

You know you look like tears are about to stream down your face,

I was sitting alone at a table,

I can hear people muttering about me,

But I don't care, 

I swallow my tears and grin

Yeah, I'm good.

I'm not, 

The people I am closest to are pointing at me and whispering about me,

We can't sit there because she won't move.

I'm sorry, but I don't want to move just so you can be next to her,

I shouldn't have to move,

You can go right ahead and find a different spot if you wanna be next to her.

I fear tears are coming down my face,

Still,

I'm not sorry,

I can still feel them laughing together, 

and whispering and pointing at me.

Just_a_writer

VT

13 years old

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