Wildfires

Before I met Ana,
I didn’t keep secrets from my family and friends.
I didn’t let my grades plummet to an all time low.
I didn’t try to avoid every meal.

Everything happened so quickly;
I know it sounds cliché but I found myself
Falling faster,
arms and legs; bruised, scarred
Waking up the beast within,
delicate bones beneath paper thin flesh
Fighting the urge to collapse.
seeking solace from my sweet Ana

I didn’t bother to tell anyone.
They just didn’t get it!

Every lunch break was the same song and dance.

You look a bit sickly, Iris,
murmured one of those jealous twats.

I agree. Have you been eating at all?
her boyfriend, Adam’s apple bobbing, nodded.

Leave her alone, guys. She’s fine,
said my temporary saviour with a frown.

I bet you would’ve never guessed that
My first ex-best friend was a boy.
But you would’ve known the obvious:
I was in love with that boy.
He’s known as Ryne.

It’s such a shame that I got rid of him.