My head began to throb. My chest began to ache. My lungs were going to pop from holdong my breathe. My eyes began to tear. I began to shake, I began to shake. The only reason I'm writing this is so he won't see my tears, just so he won't notice my disappointment. How could he do this. he had just been talking to me and then right when the line cut...he did it. What is this feelig called, there's so many that I don't now what to call it. Why did this have to hapen. We had spoken of this but only the what ifs. It was never really a plan. He obviously knew what he was going to do, so why was I not informed of this half-fast act. Drugs are such a popular thing, especially in high school, but if you make a promise and don't intend on keeping it, what is it really worth in the end?
December 8, 2009