He turned his back.
He shrugged his shoulders.
He gave a half-hearted "okay"
like that was okay.
like what I thought was a waste of human thought
like I was a waste of space.
Like what I felt was a waste of human emotion
like what I was saying was irrational.
Like I was less than.
His turned back said he didn't care.
His shrugged shoulders was a knife in my gut.
And worst of all.
His half-hearted okay made me question myself.
Was what I thought a waste of human thought?
Was I a waste of space?
Was what I felt a waste of human emotion?
Was what I was saying irrational?
Was I less than him?
These thoughts drifted through my head
Unwelcome
Unwanted
But there.
So I sat down for I knew my defeat
and I quietly began to weep.
I went home
and like so many
I agonized over that one "okay"
and every day it got worse.
My self-esteem plummeted
my heart began to harden
my smile never saw a soul
my laughter never heard a friend
it seemed only my eyes stayed the same.
green.
I wish someone had been there that day
to tell me the truth
to say
"that is not what these things mean."
His turned back is a waste of space
his shrugged shoulders is a waste of human thought
his half-hearted "okay" was a waste of human emotion
He was not worthless
But he was treating me worth less than I was
so no
there is nothing okay about "okay
when said that way.
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Author:
DafiaEislyn (
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Comments1
hello dafia , you really speak of somebody who has been hurt badly and let down...some people seem to have a way of making us feel like we are less important then them! it sounds like he did not regard your feelings as being important enough. a well written piece of writing...
Thank you
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