We Cry Too

15 Apr 2010

·justmort

I once was thug. I robbed and sold drugs. My house was infested, with more than just bugs. My mind was corrupt, and I was to know to erupt. But one day I met her, and I changed cuz of love. At first I just watched, as she walked past to school. I stayed behind and sold rock, Because I was a fool. She would walk past my house, again just after noon. For those few moments, I lose my attitude. I aquired gratitude, I lost all sense of who I was, and I was happy too. I was told by my crew, that she was out of my league. She attended private school, While I smoked my weed. But one day I said fuck it, and approached her with this. I said she was like nothing, I had ever known to exist. I told her what I did, Every day for a living. She simply laughed so sweetly, And asked if I was kidding. She was shooed away, That day by her friends. They said I was trash, She would be ruined by men. I stood there for a moment, Shocked and in awe. I decided to try again, The same time tomorrow. The next day there she was, As beautiful as always. I walked right up to her, And asked her for one date. She said, I don't know, I really dont even know you. But as persistant as I am I said Then let me be the one to show you. I took her not to the shack, On the corner of my block. I reserved seats at the Aureole, With ever dime I had from selling rock. We talked and we talked, and we talked some more just because. After dinner I told her the truth. That I was in love. We were together some more. I felt like air, I was light. I was changing deep inside, I even forgot how to fight. One day while we were sitting, Somewhere alone in central park, I show her my .22 with clips, and threw them deep into a pond. I told her she had changed me, and only for the better. I told her I wanted to hold her, From now til forever. The next day I woke up, and took my place outside. When a fiend walked up, and asked for a bite. I told him I didnt sell, that it was a part of my past. But he wouldnt take it, and demanded I sell fast. I tried to explain, But a fiend knows only want. I helped create this monster, And now this monster was pissed off. I brushed it off and said whatever, A year ago I would have shot him. Instead I walked my boo to school, With her kiss I forgot all about him. We walked to school and talked, We were so much in love. I was convinced she was an angel, Sent from somewhere above. At the entrance we embraced, In a passionate kiss that actually hurt. We broke apart, she went to school, And I went on my way to work. I worked at the laundry mat, Helping people with their wash. We had a TV in the corner, The news was on and we all watched. Brand new breaking news from Riverdale high, A fiend entered the school and just opened fire. My heart leapt in my throat, When I heard her schools name. I ran out the mat forgetting everything. My mind was a mess, My heart was even worse, At that very moment, My soul was in a hearse. I ran as fast as I could, Dodging cars in the street. I was a million miles an hour, But everything was slow motion to me. I got to her school, The police had blocked the entrance. But no cop was holding me back, I barged in like I meant it. I collapsed on the floor, right next to her body. She was shot twice in the chest, But both she and I had died. I let out a sound, Never before heard on this earth, I cried with everything I had in me, For all we were worth. I am convinced she was an angel, Sent from somewhere above. Now you know why this man, Doesnt fall into fucking love.

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justmort

I am 20 years old, fresh out of boot camp. Infantry for life, hooah.

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