Rose

  No one has ever really noticed the real me. They never saw my real nature. To them I was just a girl who sat away from everyone else, quiet, shy, and all alone. All they did was stare, laugh, and point. Did I care? They never knew, I did!
  Everyday I sat in class did my work and then just sat there, staring into space, hurting. I knew what was happening around me but I didn’t dare show my weak side, it would make it all worse. I could hear them laughing, “look at her just sitting there, trying to get attention just by acting depressed!” but they never knew.
  Class after class I dealt with the same thing over and over. Then finally lunch, my time I used regurally to let it go. As normal I sat alone at lunch and I only ate a little. Afterwords I would always go sit by the wall next to the only person that made me feel better.
Her name was Rose and she was like a sister to me. She was the only person who knew and understood me. Rose was also the only person who knew what happened to me, present and past.
  We talked about everything, freely and we kept everything safe from everyone else. We let our selves go to each other. Feelings, thoughts, problems, secrets and everything was shared. No one could seperate us, well, atleast that’s what I thought!
  That same day, I walked out of the lunchroom and towards where me and Rose would sit. I saw her but she wasn’t there alone or waiting for me. There was a boy, I knew this boy. His name was Steven and he was always staring and crushing on her. I never trusted him, as I never trusted any other boy.
They sat holding right hand in right hand, but the thing I noticed the most was his left arm wrapped tight around her waste. That, disgusted and angered me. Rose is my friend, but when I thought about it she was more than a friend to me and more than a sister. To me, I loved her. She was all I could think of.
  Hurt, I walked away crying with a heart shattered to millions in my chest. My walking turned into jogging then to running. My tears still pouring but drying from the wind in my face. I had to get away, I was broken, heart broken. This of all feelings was the worst to me. I loved her, she didn’t know but even if she did, she hurt me.
  I turned to the left down the long school halls. Still crying, staring at the ground, I heard her voice. Was it real, or was it just in my mind? “I love you too, please don’t leave!” Was it me? I still didn’t know. I thought should I turn to see or should I leave her broken like me? That’s not my way, so I stopped and turned. My tears stopping finally as I opened my eyes, wishing to see her there. Then the tears started again, as I peered through the open doors to the side hall.
  She was there. But I wasn’t any longer! Steven leaned in slowly towards Rose, and kissed her gently on the lips. I was devistated. Rose; the girl I loved; now kissing a boy I hate!
Their soft gentle kiss, turned into a long sensual make out sense of a movie. My instinct was to run but I couldn't. I stood there watching and crying. I was letting myself hurt. Why? This pain so deep and powerful, but so unforgettable!
My horror finally ended. What was I to do now? Steven left and Rose stood there, against the wall stare into space. Her eyes sparkling so bright, her hair so soft and shiney, her body so gorgeous, her voice heavenly, and her, herself so wanting. If only she knew. If only she loved me the same as I loved her.
  I turned away doubting it ever happen, but still watching her, eyes glued to the love I yearn for. She'll never know this secret love I have for her.
I still sit here, staring into space being mocked and hurt, but I know Rose may not love me, but she's here for me! Rose my heart shattered by you, but still I love you!