Lovely Anna

we were just kids.
she had just turned 14 and I thought we should celebrate.
I didn't know what was gunna happen that night..
I didn't know what could've happened that night.
I was stupid.
I didn't protect her like I promised I would always do.
And she had to pay the price, of my mistake.
September will never be as beautiful anymore.
The leaves won't glow like they used to,
they'll only remain dull.
Because September, was the month I lost My Lovely Anna.


8. Lost

*4 weeks later*

it's been 4 weeks since Anna's disappearance.

and 3 and 1/2 weeks since I've woken up from the coma.

I've been so lost.

although I am angry at Anna, she kept my world spinning...

and now that she's's like it just stopped.

I've lost my happiness,

my motive,

my love...


"Drew, honey you're going to be late"

I don't really care anymore mum.

school will just hurt more.

having to pass her house everyday.

having to watch the empty locker beside me never get touched,

and the desk in front of me never get sat in.

I slowly examined myself in the mirror,

I looked terrible.

the cuts and bruises not yet completely healed because of my bodies systems shutting down in the coma,

leaving them scattered across my face.

I looked as if I had gotten the shit beat out of me,

which is exactly what had happened actually.

my eyes were no longer the mysteriously light beautiful brown, everyone kept telling me they were.

they were just a dull, plain, and full of hurt and anger.

reluctantly pulled my coat onto my body, careful not to hit the long line of bruises running down my rib cage.

"Drew? are you ready hun"

they way she looked at me,

it was as if I was some wounded animal,

it was pathetic.

I nodded my head grabbing my bag of the floor, and walking around her out of the room and towards the car outside.

it's cold out today,

perfect fall weather cold,

except, the leaves aren't as colourful as I remembered,

they're disgusting, dull and lifeless.

just like me.

"alright, let's go then" she said giving me sad smile, and starting the car.

I watched as we passed Anna's house.

which seemed to be lightless, and almost empty looking.

but I knew there was a wonderful woman in there grieving over the loss of a daughter.

I watched the house fade in the review mirror.

letting my head fall back against the seat, when it was out of site.


where the hell did you go?






















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