I have written story after story while listening to the songs on my iPod. My fingers have bled from scraping against paper; my eardrums shot out because of music. And I am left with nothing but loneliness. I do not regret anything that I have done in the past, however. Live life with no regrets, the voices have told me. They’ve kept me moving through life. I have indeed watched countless moments float by my head. Stolen kisses in the hallway, a careful brush of skin against skin, and people are off on their way to classes.
I have been left behind by everyone now.
My face has been slammed into concrete ground so many times. I’ve forgotten how to smile now. It hurts sometimes.. this heartache. You haven’t looked at me ever since I told you we couldn’t be friends anymore. You don’t understand. It was not healthy for us to be that way. Dear, don’t you know this already? I have loved you for eternity. You were my best friend and I promised you so much. I’m sorry.
I have turned into the ghost of a girl.