HE
is sitting on the edge of his bed with his door locked
the curtains are drawn and the lights off
Call of Duty is in the Xbox
the controller is laying on the floor
right beneath the spot where he nearly
punched the wall in his own frustration
hes got the music blasting so loud
so nobody can hear his cries
his hairs a mess from running his hands through it
and hes replaying their last conversation
thinking shell never take me back