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jam  Mar 2017
Hurt and Broken
jam Mar 2017
It all started out innocent,
Nothing out of the ordinary.
Introductions made,
New friends galore.
Each having a color.

The first was a light blue sky.
The invisible boy.
The boy who wasn’t noticed.
But she did.
One.

The second a bright yellow sun.
The model boy.
The boy who had everyone’s attention.
Girls a blushing mess and boy jealous as hell.
Everyone except hers,
For now.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Two.

The third a dark night sky.
The dark skinned boy.
He loved playing,
As it was his favorite thing to do.
She played with him.
Three.

The fourth a green clover.
The smart boy.
The boy who said nanodayo.
The horoscope freak.
But not in her eyes.
Four

The fifth a purple teddy bear.
A giant boy.
A boy who loved sweets.
A boy who was taller than everyone.
A boy who could crush anyone.
But not her.
Five.

The last a red emperor.
The boy who was expected of everything.
The boy who held power in his hand.
The boy who could make everyone fall,
Onto their knees beneath him.
But not her.
Six

But then came that fateful day.
The day where everything fell apart.
The day where she got hurt.

“I’m sorry, -chan.”
“Ne, all your doing is bothering us
-chii.”
“Ugh, you’re so bothersome. Stay out of my way!”
“Tch, you are just an obstacle now, nanodayo.”
_
-chin, I’ll crush you.”
“I am absolute. You will follow my orders, peasant.”

And she left, hurt.
She thought their bond would never break.
She thought it would be everlasting.
She thought, “Forever.”
She thought wrong.
And so she disappeared.

And one by one,
They started to notice.

The light blue sky.
His presence no longer acknowledged,
By a sweet voice
And beautiful smile following.
Not anymore.

The bright yellow sun.
No longer saved from his fans.
No longer greeted with a bright smile and a hug.
Not anymore.

The dark night sky.
No longer woken with a smile.
No longer someone to make him lunch.
Not anymore.

The green clover.
No longer greeted with a hug.
No longer anyone one to talk about his lucky items.
Not anymore.

The purple teddy bear.
No longer anyone to eat sweets with.
No longer anyone one to laze about on.
Not anymore.

The red emperor.
No longer anyone to match his thoughts.
No longer anyone to be equal with.
Not anymore.

She had slipped through their grasps.
All because they changed.
All because they needed to be victorious.
All because of winning.
They had lost you.
The girl who never asked for anything in return,
But love.
The girl who they played for.
The girl who was their inspiration.
The girl who was their light.
The girl who was their everything.
The girl who was their love.

— The End —