
When I was 14 I met him
Not quite as tall back then
But I was just the same as now
He had curly brown hair that he slicked into place
I thought he was funny
I wanted to be his friend more than anything
He spent the first two weeks of knowing me trying to run away from me
Because I tried to hug him as a joke
He ran so far that I had to convince him to be my friend
Maybe I shouldn't have tried
God I wish I just left
I was 14 when I met my best friend
First time I gave that label since her
It was strong
It was good
I was fifteen when he dated someone I warned him about
We fought many times because of that
He got angry so many times
But I forgave
Because I forgive my best friend
I lost him again and again
And I forgave and forgave
I was sixteen when he told me we couldn’t be friends anymore
His girlfriend didn’t like me
I was too close to my best friend
He came back
And I forgave
I forgave
Because I forgive
I was seventeen
I was heartbroken
I was lost and weak and scared
My best friend asked me for sex
And I caved
He called me beautiful and sexy and gorgeous
He brought me ice cream
He treated me like a prince
I was so weak
He wasn’t single
He lied about being single
She was my friend
He was my best friend
I lost him because I lost control
It was my fault
It was wasn’t it?
He sent me an apology
And I want so hard to forgive
Because I forgive
I forgive and forgive
But he broke me
I want to forgive
Because I forgive
And I know that I shouldn’t
But he doesn’t love me
He never loved me
He never cared
He’s done
Why can’t I be?
About the Creator
Quinn Romero
I'm a transgender teen who is a survivor of years of bullying and abuse. I first started writing when I was in fifth grade, and it has been my passion ever since. I write to speak the words I can never say out loud.
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