She leaned her head against the wall, tears streaming down her face. In her hand her cellphone buzzed at his call. She answered the call.
“Hey,” she breathed. “What happened?”
“I forgot something,” he said his voice tight.
“What?” She said, her breath ragged.
“I love you,” he said and cut the call before she had the chance to reply. And in that moment she knew that she had lost him.
…where do you look for answers, when you don’t know what you’re looking for?
She has that convincing smile plastered to her face as she listens to her bestfriend. Her smile doesn’t reach her eyes but it’s enough to convince her bestfriend. It’s surprising how many people she lies to and how many people believe her lies without any hesitation.
She is breaking inside. It won’t be long before she bursts out crying. The pain, it’s too much isn’t it? But no, she has to stay strong. She has to keep going. She can’t let anybody find out about her breaking heart. Let them believe in her happiness. Let them be fooled. She hopes to get over it soon and move on. But her past won’t let her go. It will keep her in his grasp torturing her. Tormenting her to the extent of the patience. Forcing her to scream out loud.
She wasn’t like this. What is it that has changed her so much? How long does she hope to keep this up? This act? How long will she fool everybody? How long will it take before she finally breaks?
She can put up quite a good show in front of everybody. She can easily fool them with her decieving smile. But she can’t decieve me. She can’t fool me. Who is she you ask? She is the girl in the mirror.