Dear No One

Date Written: September 9, 2007

Dear No one,

It's past midnight,
&& I can't sleep.
I wish I was alright;
But all I can do is weep.

I'm in my room;
Drinking all by myself--
Trying to get drunk;
&& leaving everything behind a shelf.

The person whom I was falling in love with;
Ignored me when I told him,
"I tried killing myself two days ago."
Rejected. That's why I'm drinking this Amarula Cream.

Zach is his name,
&& he is 21.
So much age gap, that maybe he thought I was playing a game;
&& soon he will tell me, "The game is done."

He reminds me so much of Simon,
I told him that && he said,
"I may be like him but I wouldn't do..
The things he did to you."
He is almost perfect,
But the way he acted--
Made me realize--
I'm just a teenage fool.

Dear No one,
Why do I feel this way?
When I know...
This is the game boys like him love to play?