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You and I: a story untold

My tears are fighting to get out it's starting to hurt to keep them from falling; my face is turning red and my chest is aching. My heart is screaming out in pain, i want to run and hide my face. I don't want you to see me this way. As much pain as you put me through i never showed it and i never cried about it. So why am i crying now? Why at this moment? Why in front of you? I've held it in so long, how come i can't do it now. This really hurts, memories hurt, the fact that you're here hurts so much. Make it stop, i hate it! My eyes are so watery i can't see anything, it's all so blurry. I bury my face in your chest so you can't tell I'm crying. Tears are streaming down my face and i can't help it...

i wrote this when i was in high school i was suppose to make up a scene for a movie but instead i decided to write about something i had experience during the time. my teacher loved it and how deeply felt it was loll clearly this is just a tiny excerpt from the whole thing.