Hey guys, Kitty29 with...uh...I have no idea what this is.
I just started writing and this came out. It's a poem like...thing. .-. (pst, who needs angst when you have Canada)
Please enjoy.
It hurt.
Dear god did it hurt.
But for him, he would do anything. He loved him. He was the only one that did.
"I'm sorry Matt. It won't happen again."
Words he's heard before.
"I forgive you."
.
He hated school. He always hated school.
Still, he studied hard. That's what parents wanted their children to do
right?
If he continued to do well, eventually they would love him
right?
.
It still hurt.
"I'm sorry Matt. It won't happen again."
Words he's heard before.
"I forgive you."
.
They asked him to do something.
They always seemed to remember him when they wanted something.
It was a simple task.
"Thank you Max."
It was always the little things that started the waterworks.
.
It still hurt.
"I'm sorry Matt. It won't happen again."
"I forgive you."
.
He thought his brother was the only one who understood him.
Until he found out.
"He hurts you!"
"You all do!"
.
"I'm sorry Matt. It won't happen again."
"I forgive you."
.
His parents found out. His brother told them.
Showing concern was a sign of love
right?
He
should
be happy.
.
.
He wasn't.
.
.
It still hurt.
"I love you."
It was always the little things that started the waterworks.
"No you don't."
But he was the only one that did.