“You two need
To get back together.”
Why?
Honest-to-God-Truth:
“You’re not that attractive.”
Slowly the new stitches
Are snipped open.
“And he’s probably the
Only guy
That’ll date you;
Date you while
You’re in school.”
The final blow.
Depression sinks in,
Everybody sees—
Something’s wrong with me.
I will not utter,
No, not a sound—
They don’t need to know
What is inside this empty shell.
Two sores were found,
With just a few sentences,
Lying within this one confrontation.
