My Only One

Eventually, I told them my story.
Luce didn't hear a word,
but Catie cried.
She hugged me tightly
and said if she ever caught the man who hurt me,
he'd wish he was never born.

By then, I had a crush on Mark-
his dark eyes were dangerous,
luring me in,
even though I knew better.
We passed notes that I kept in my locker for months
until the day he stopped talking to me.