how it felt when you left me by Nate George (16, Phoenix, AZ)

it felt like getting ripped apart
like every molecule in my body
was tethered to you
by some invisible force
quantum entanglement 

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or whatever they call it
and you tugged at me with every step you took out of the house
out of my life
get up, make me stop
your dirty beat-up Vans seemed to taunt me but not this time
because I knew
deep down
this was for the better
so I tugged back
and sat quietly
legs up on the couch
I didn’t have to care that you hated that because this was my place now
it’s over
when the door slammed
and the keys jingled
it’s over
because enough tears had been shed
for that broken inner child
whose only desire was to love
and be loved 
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Nate George is a 16-year-old writer from Phoenix, AZ. He is passionate about social activism, youth entrepreneurship, and writing, utilizing it as an art form to explore themes of identity and expression. Nate hopes to continue to grow as a writer and is working on publishing his work in youth-led literary arts magazines and writing forums, as well as expanding his personal writing website, burntpaper.weebly.com.

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