I felt my heart drop to the floor
as he was walking hand in hand with her
I thought they were fighting again
I thought he had broken up with her
I wanted to cry and run to the bathroom
but I am not in seventh grade anymore
It is time I ****** up my pity
and pick my heart up off of the floor
I take my purse and walk to class
I have more important things to do
I do not want to deal with heartbreak this year
I want to do something new
Maybe I should switch schools
Maybe I should just leave
Maybe I should just deal with it
there are bound to be more days like these
I make it to my first class on time
I see my best friend waving at me
I ask her how her summer went
her smile was great to see
I push back my hair and put on a smile
as if I am an actress on film
I do all that I can to ignore the realization
that I am still in love with him