One NightOne Night by kendermouse
One night, he frightened me.
And I ran out into that night, cold and angry and afraid, without jacket or shoes,
And I walked. And I kept walking, down roads I didn't recognise, and had never known, confident that if and/or when I calmed down, I could easily find my way back.
At the end of one street, I encountered his friends in a car.
They saw me, without jacket or shoes, wild, wind-whipped hair, and a crazy look in my red-rimmed eyes, and they gave me worried looks in return, and offered me a ride back, wheedling until I gave in, because they cared, far more than he did, and wanted to see me safe and inside somewhere, before I got hurt, at my own hand, or some other's.
My arms and ears were red from the cold, and my fingers were aching from it. Only a fool such as myself would think to run out into the night without a jacket in thirty degree weather. (That's fahrenheit, for all you weird brits out there in the audience.)
Finally, I relented, and got inside their car.
It wasn't much w
Last Place in Your HeartI want to be as important to you as you are to me.Last Place in Your Heart by kendermouse
Why is that so hard a task?
I want to feel like I'm worth your time, can't you see?
Guess that's just too much to ask.
If I were gone, would you even realise?
You look at me as though I were in the lowest caste.
By now, this pain should be anesthetised...
Yet it still hurts, to always be coming in last.
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