Emo Love

by Sarah Sisson
(Worthington, Ohio)

You sit there cutting at your wrists,
I sit there and watch your blood trickle down your forearm.
The deep red lines traveling in a twist.
You look like your are being harmed.
You offer me the sharp, shiny blade,
I take it from your bloody hands.
I feel that you need medical aid.
You say I just don't understand.
You peer your head over to see what I am cutting.
You scanned your eyes across my leg, "Emo Love".
You bring you head up and slowly, when your eyes start shutting.
I gracefully put on a pair of gloves.
You open your eyes and stare at me.
We must have been looking for quite a few minutes before you moved.
I leaned over and lay my head on your shoulder at a degree.
You rest your head upon the edge of mine,"I love you" you proved.
I start to run my fingers through your smooth, black hair.
You look up at me and smile the most beautiful smile I love to see.
Your pale skin starts to redden from the cold, winter air.
I glance away, just for a second, and notice a lonely tree.
You start to speak,
"I have a feeling that you are the best thing that has ever happened to me."
I start to blush around my cheeks.
We both whisper in the park where it's snowing,
"I love you"