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Love of my life

Part 1

A story of a young teenage girls who just suffering from relationship after the boy he left her because of her some family problems. She can't get out of it because she is been loving for five years he was as much important to her just like living parents to every child life...

She can't get out of if she stop going school coaching classes she's just stop all social media platforms stop talking or just stop telling everthing to friends she eat food regularly for parents not troubled her parents every night at 8 to 9 she lock her in the room and cry so much scream and used to give cuts to her hands thighs through blade...these things go for weeks after two weak her forced her to go to school at that morning her were swollen face is just all swolled because she cry so much at that night she's just freaking missing him so much..coming back to the point she's sitting alone at the last bench of class

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Continue in part 2

Home, I stare

at my empty bed.

Those sheets, that shore.

Imagine a bed

that becomes a sculpture of every night you spend alone, lying

blanketed in the heavy wool itch of loneliness.

A bed veined

with your sighs, stained by the heat of your single body.

One's mattress, stripped bare, is not meant to reveal such intimacies.

It should be clean like bone: function betrayed by form, nothing else. No hint of how I curl to the left,

leaving space on the right.