It was mutual she shouts from the rooftops and whispers to herself late at night in the comfort of her bedroom where the sheets and pillows and stupid stuffed bear that the nub bought her can muffle her sobs and soak up her tears
It was mutual she'd like to think but she doesn't think it really was because if it was really mutual would she still feel like this after three damn weeks
It was mutual she told Carly but Carly just shook her head what the hell does that mean and turned toward the kitchen to make her a sandwich before she could ask
If it was so mutual the heartbreak would be mutual
This feels a lot more fucking one-sided than she wished for
This feels unreciprocated
And that's worse than anything he could do to her because she's not an idiot she's read the books and she knows unrequited love never fucking works out without someone dying
(Then again she only read Romeo and Juliet from the book list)
It just tears you apart limb from limb until you can't do anything without thinking about it and him and love and goddamn cupid and who the hell gave a baby an arrow anyway
It's stupid
Love is stupid
That's why it's mutual
No hard feelings