Can't Afford to Eat

Mondays.
Are always the worst.
I feel
Bad,
Lethargic,
Tired
And lonely.
I was sitting
In my usual spot,
On the fountain.
And I saw him.
Seth.
With her,
Slut.
Courtney.
Holding hands.
I stared,
Frowned.
He didn't see me.
His friend did.
He smiled.
He waved.
I looked away
With my stomach cramping,
My breath short.
I went to the only thing
That welcomed me.
Food and the Toilet,
The Toilet and Food.