Forget-Me-Not

written by: artsydoll

I sit.

I sit and I suck on my bleeding finger, muttering

a curse.

See blood. See blood run. Blood runs fast.

I turn in my swivel chair (it swivels!) and look at

the yearbook photo on my desk.

"You'd like to see this, wouldn't you? Wouldn't you?!"

My finger is almost all red.

All this blood from a simple papercut.

"All this heartbreak from YOU!" I scream out in rage.

I rip the picture and bring it to the kitchen, where I

throw it in a shiny silver bowl

piece

by

piece.

I pour vinegar on it, put pushpins through his beautiful

eyes…

Beautiful?

What am I saying? Dear God, what am I doing?

"I've gone mad…" I whisper sullenly, " Why am I doing this-

am I insane? God…"

I cry.

I sit and cry.

I sit and cry because I feel so bad.

I take the pushpins out and kiss his sweet face, although…

It smells rather terrible.

"I'm so sorry, I am so, so sorry."

But he hurt me so much...

In the backyard, where my garden grows, I bury the picture of

my beloved, my beloved no more.

It is where the forget-me-nots bloom, even though he forgot

me a long time ago.

But I...

"Cannot and shall not forget you, love."

Author Notes: Haha. Pretty strange, huh? The narrator seems

to be slightly crazed! Hehe. So, what do you think? Love it? Hate it? Or is it just "OK"? Whichever, please review. No flames, but constructive criticism is welcome of course-and much appreciated also. Thanks!

-artsydoll (altrockangel01 )