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Jul 2017
We met in 5th grade from a dare
You and I both had strawberry colored hair
I had blue eyes, but yours always reminded me of jade
You told me you'd always come to my aid
Remember when you told me who you were born to be?
And we both got on the topic about becoming free
You would let me call you late during the night
But if you were caught up too late your parents would bite
They weren't nice to you
I remember the day you came to school with your entire face blue
For years I wrapped myself around your traits
Drowning myself in the ***** feeling you gave off
Soon you realized how difficult my disorder was
You told me our fight had to do with me being the cause
For the first time I saw the crimson red I remembered you spoke of before
You found out and from then on you swore
We were too close to be torn apart
It felt like the only true thing connected was our heart
We both dealt with bullies and people who didn't understand why we wanted to be different
We could hear all the whispering
They didn't phase me and you
But as we neared 7th grade, everything turned blue
I then introduced you to her
You seemed happier than you ever were
I remember seeing her cheat on you
You told everyone you had to leave school because of the flu
If I had listened
If I hadn't created such a distance
I wouldn't still be seeing the crimson red
The obsession that you left behind for me to spread
Meg
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Meg  16/Non-binary/VA
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