We were happy once, not when we first met, both outcasts with no one to square dance with in gym, but we partnered up and became inseparable. Our friendship developed after the bell rang, when we could go to my house where no one was home and be ourselves. There, it felt safe to talk about how we felt, to share more than words until you felt stifled.
Suddenly, it was too much, too wrong, and then you shared my secrets with the world.
I walked home alone, sat in the house alone, wondered what you were doing. Made a plan so I wouldn't have to go to school tomorrow.
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