Tw for firearms, implied death, mental health The One By, Navy/Nayvee/Navi You were the one I was supposed to hate. You ignored me, pretended we hadn’t met. I was supposed to envy you. And maybe I did. Your neat brown hair, Always done up in different ways. Like maybe your cute appearance would take away the bad. Of what you had done. To me, to her. You turned her against me, Shattered my world. Yet when I stared at the two braids Swinging in your hair How I longed to be close to you Have you pull me out Be the one Then came the day You left, in the middle of math. Sirens sounded, then police came. There were screams, then gunshots I remember leaving Running, Tripping over something on the ground. No, someone. It was you, In your cute white shirt I had bought for you last year It still fits. But it wasn’t white anymore It was stained A gory pink Your eyes were still a Brilliant blue But the joy had left them Your skin Like a doll’s Stiff. I remember falling I couldn’t breathe Yes you had destroyed me But you were also my savior. For grief is a crazy thing I remember wanting to join you But knowing I couldn’t I remembered your last days. You were forlorn, Suffering maybe. I am hopeful you Are at peace now For you did To me has finally settled And now you are free. Yes I was supposed to hurt you, For you had broken me. Yes I was supposed to resent you And you were the one I was supposed to hate, But instead loved. We were two worlds that Were never meant to collide I regret it so much. And healing takes time So know, I still love you And even though I was supposed to, I never did hate you.
Writing was by me. Please do not copy it. This did not happen to me, it is a work of my semi twisted imagination :33
