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   Masks

Love can be so deceiving
covered by the masks that we wear
thinking it's love from the kisses, the warmth, the care
flattered by the compliments:
red roses and blooming sunflowers ending all the fights

Life so perfect
love so strong.
I thought he knew
I loved him,
but that mask covered all the love and affection.

The phone rings
my heart sinks
down a tube.
Answering the phone hesitantly,
I hear his voice,
jumbled thoughts
swirling throughout my head.
His voice is stuttering
and I know what his next words will be:
the ending is near.
My voice quivers;
tears are streaming down my face.
My hands tremble
as I scramble to get the phone back on the receiver.

The relationship is over;
he doesn't know how I felt -
the friendship gone, too,
even though he says, "Let's stay friends."

The next day I put on the mask:
The smiles and laughs are all fake.

Then without warning, I pass by him in the hall.
He doesn't stick out his hand, no hug, no kiss,
just a wave, like he didn't care and I was just anyone.
But my wave was all my feelings in one hand motion;
to me he wasn't just anyone.
He meant the world to me.
To me, he could do no wrong,
he was a perfect figure,
and my first love.

by J. F., New City, NY


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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