Love Anyway

A Sonnet

Truth be told, I wished you all had stayed friends,
after the storm there is always a calm
and I’m still friends with most of those girls’ moms.
They cry, “we will never see her again!”
This feeling I can’t help but empathize
remembering the lesson of your day
shall love the ones who hurt you anyway
because, not in spite of, everything dies.
But girls will be girls in this cruel world
of moral judgement and swift banishment
not bothering with what the other side meant.
How else shall our high school’s drama unfurl?
	But for every Becky and Beatrice
	is a bridge burned away for cowardice.