Aug 30
poem 0 comments challenge: Greeting
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Long Time...

That was the last thing I heard before the door slammed for what would be the last time. She left. She's gone. I was alone. I didn't want to be but I was. For the first time ever I was happy. Twelve long years with her. We met when I was fourteen, I was young and dumb and couldn't see past her fake smile and I let myself get close to her. That was the biggest mistake I made. I was stuck. She was my so-called best friend then she was my girlfriend. I couldn't get out. I didn't know what I got into. She pushed me around and told me... Nevermind that. But she was finally gone! I was free! 
                                                                                 *eight years later*
I heard a knock on my door and went to see who it was. Looking through the peephole in the door I was stunned. It was... It was... HER. I pulled the door open slowly, boiling with rage. She looked up at me with that innocent smile I used to adore, "It's been a while."