Leon: The Boy Behind The Mirror

Dedicated to Leon. He should read this. At least, I hope he does. Play the music.

You're hurting.

Me too.

We hurt.

 

I hurt you.

You hurt me.

We're hurting each other.

 

We're waging wars

With guns and arrows

For what?

What reason?

Why are we fighting?

 

I stand

Bloodied

Watching memories of endless sleepovers

And sweet insider jokes

And with the coming of a broken bond

We stopped talking.

 

I was there

When you told us all

Who you wanted to be.

Leon.

So I'll call you that.

Leon.

 

That's a nice name.

 

I understand the hatred

Yeah I messed up.

Then again

I'm imperfect.

But isn't that what makes me

Me?

 

We're all imperfect

You, me, and him too.

Leon, I apologize.

I know it wont change a thing

But I'm sorry.

 

Leon, I'm sorry

If I ever made you feel worthless

Unwanted

Unneeded

Not cared for

Because you are.

And if you're never there for me

I'll always be there for you.

 

Perhaps one day

We'll put down the guns

Put down the arrows

Put down the sharp words

And hug

And together we'll march forward.

 

I want to know

The boy behind the mirror.

 

Author's Note

I am sorry. I really am.

Reviews

[EverEmma]

This is my worst fear. It boils up when I see other girls befriending her and not me. And inviting her to sleepovers in front of me.
And only talking to her.
And taking her away from me.

I hope everything is better now.

[Keevan]

The music went perfectly with this. I'm no good at reviewing poetry, but I hope your friend Leon sees this and everything will be mended. This brought back so many memories of fights with friends. Thanks for sharing.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a good write. Emotional. It was a sweet write too. Thanks for sharing.