she woke up to her alarm clock screaming at
6AM. her face was sticky and her eyes were
bloodshot.she had been
crying. she had dreamed about
him again.she sat up and stared at herself in the mirror,
hard. she didn't get it. she
didn't understand how
a boy can put her through so much pain, and be
oblivous to what he did to her. she didn't
understand how
he could make her cry herself to
sleep everynight, and sometimes
he would make her just want to curl up and die, but for some
reason
x she
still loved him. x