She lay in bed
Scrolling through her snapchat stories
Her eye caught a name that made a tear roll down her eye
She clicked the story exhaling hard.
Three faces, three stories
Her head got wounded with memories, fights, betrayals.
She dropped her phone
And lay on her stomach
Her head buried In her arms while she realized what she was missing.
Thoughts clouded her head.
She was fidgeting
She was needy
She had never thought she would turn into one.
No matter how many people she had around her , people who loved her , she was alone.
For god’s sake she needed someone.
But there was no one.
Yes, she did
Pulled her hair for she was suffocating
She ran here and there trying to escape through the walls of her own home
She was not alone
Maybe she had brought this on herself
Maybe it was her own fault.
She kept screaming till the nerves of her head ached for her to stop.
She was stuck
In her own bubble of aura
Was it of any worth though?
If it brought her to this
Then definitely not
She thought of calling her boyfriend
But she knew
He was not what she needed right now
She needed her girlfriends
She needed those three angels to know herself again.
She needed to hug them, share gossips like they used to , share that authentic laughter , help her.
She was hurting for she needed them the most right now
But they left
They left her behind and formed their own little bond in which she was denied entrance
She could have easily blamed the three for abandoning
But she blamed herself
And so she screamed and began to hate herself
She had lost her good pair of friend’s
She lost her best girls
But she was going to make sure
They never know
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