Best Friend's Bracelet
Sometimes we focus on meaningless things to skip over trauma.
By Nichole NapierPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
You broke my best friend's bracelet
That I wasn't supposed to have.
She got it for her sweet 16...
I think from her dad?
It doesn't matter.
The precious beads are scattered.
I begged her "please,
My outfit needs an accessory!"
And she gave in to me too,
Unlike I did for you.
You grabbed me rough
And pressed your luck.
I did what I was taught:
I used the cute acronym S.T. O. P.
Only you wouldn't let me "promptly leave"
I was trapped, you were my only ride.
I was scared and you decided to capitalize.
And I rose to face it--
I lost.
AND you broke my best friend's bracelet.


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