Fairytales and Magic
His tears fall onto the cold ground. What
could be wrong? He had a
good day. It was great. But what a shame
it was, to not talk to her again. That
beautiful girl. That lonely girl that wanders around the
hallways at lunch. That smart girl
that teachers like. He was the one who
saw her first. Her real self. He and the girl talked once.
He loved her smile. He believed
that if she smiled more, everyone would see how beautiful she was. In
his mind, fairytales
end with him and her living happily ever after. And
he wants that: The magic
he sees twinkling in her eyes. He had had
a chance today to
talk to her again. But she wanted to be
alone. She had been crying all day and was struck
with the urge to calm down. But by
the time she took a clear breath, it was time for class again. "Reality
check" she told herself. She went off to her locker with
a broken heart. He thought his demons
were too scary. In
her head, his were equal. Her
demons were just as bad as his. In his mind,
she was perfect. He didn't know that she got home and
cried again. She loves him, but the
demons keep saying "No". She has such fear
of
never being loved in return. Such fear of never
finding someone who loves her back. His being
there, crying in the cold air, is because she died never knowing she was loved.
Copyright © Caitie Robinson | Year Posted 2017
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