I see people walk arm in arm, hand in hand, gripping on for dear life, as if they don’t have anyone else.
Maybe, for some, that’s true.
As you kiss your lover, you kiss your friends goodbye.
They leave you, fawn, to fend for yourself. No, not behind. They’re still there. Watching on, helpless, while love’s claws delve into your flesh.
But you’ll see, you stupid girl, that he’ll leave and you’ll be on your own. Mother cannot help you now, too much has been lost. You’re left to the earth - to your mind.
You’re too young to fade from your hind.
Stay sane. Keep your blood.
And your friends.