I heard the laughter out in the hallway, and opened my door, just a little. Just enough to see the dark carpet and the white washed walls. Just enough to hear that girl keep crying, start screaming, make sounds that should have driven her mad, to keep hearing inside her own skull.
It's the way she sounded when I heard her boyfriend broke up with her.
The way I imagine he sounded inside his own head when she left him at prom for someone else.
I guess it's the way you sound when your heart breaks.
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