Choose

I stare straight ahead
determined not to cry
I look between the faces
of the people
who are making me choose
Friend or lover? I ask myself
The person
you would follow 
to the end of the earth
or the person
you finally liked you back
I know
that they hate eachother
that they would gladly take
the other
and lock them up
Sisters before misters! We used to say
jokingly.
I ignore
my heart tearing in half
and hug my friend.
 

EverlastingWaves

VT

15 years old

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    skin pulled taut and tight
    burning like the light
    that seeps through cracks
    underneath the door

    from stray branches and walking
    throughout the woods, balking
    at the idea
    of no path

    water rests on skin