Who Loves Me?Updated at Mar 30, 2021, 12:35
I never knew what real love looked like. My parents seperated when I was young and now I'm in high school, trying to figure out how to love, like so many of my friends. I mean sure I'm popular and many have said I'm pretty but I didn't want something skin deep.
I want more.
The "more" everyone thought I wanted was the quarterback as all the cheerleaders do but why did "he" intrigue me? He's a boy who's known for his lack of friends, black attire and he always seemed to have a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He's your typical bad boy. It wasn't until his lack of interest from everything suddenly was on me, when I realized that love wasn't my ally, for it is my test.