Life

Just a little confused here with these two poems--still together???

No, friend. I am abandoned in my darkest hour, without the strength to fight.

this is tough Anza!
You'll get over it, though. I know it sounds lame, but anyways...

Sorry I really am but I suspect the age thing (at THIS time) was the underlying cause. There can be just even a hint of disapproval from onlookers and all sorts of repercussions can come of it and yes I know that gossip isn't fair but once the fire starts--hard to put out.

I am sorry about this (I really am). You seemed so happy with him. That really sucks.

I'm sorry Anza. I know it hurts. But frankly it's for the best. The ages are just inappropriate to begin with. I know this is going to sound stupid, but don't think about boys. Think about school and your studies. Think about getting into a good college. It's way more important at your age.

It depends for whom, Virge... Love sometimes takes all the room, it's hard to find a balance.

*defeated* Virgil, I'll only plead this once-- I haven't the heart to do battle. My plea is thus-- Thomas was a beacon for me. All I had to do was walk the straight and narrow for three years. Do well in school, keep up with my chores, and I could go to the museum and see him. Then, when I was a full adult, I could call him mine. I had motivation for every aspect of my life. I wouldn't get involved with guys, because I had promised myself to him. I wouldn't do anything stupid or illegal, because he didn't think it was cool, and my parents would be more opposed to him if I was doing stupid things. The nature of the relationship promoted openess and honesty with my parents.
And I loved him.
Mind you, I still love him, but I hurt, as well.

No need to plead to me Anza. You can do as you wish. I was just giving you my advice.