Authors note: auto correct is not being a dingus. I meant "Hurticane." It's word play. Hope you enjoy!

It started with a laugh
Simple gesture
Between a crush and a best friend.
But the way they see it is almost paradox to the victim
For we never know the pain until we are the victim.
Funny how an assassin could kill with ease
But plead for their lives when their time comes.
Distrust
Perhaps that was everything behind the hurt, tears and rage she felt today.
Gained trust in one friend
Dropped trust in another.
Truly overwhelming.
But then...then you confess
And he perhaps realizes what is wrong
Or he is pissed because he doesn't know.
He tries to get her attention through simple gestures
But pissing off an Aries while all the while breaking their trust is not taken lightly to their heart and mind.
Sorrowful when her heart hates more than the mind.
She feels guilt; for she should be worried about you after the gestures,
But she feels nothing but anger; or her short term definition of justice.
A friendship was a sunken battleship today
As the waves of the sea of events ebbed and flowed.
A storm was brewing
And she is scared of storms.
Perhaps the thunder never bothered her in the first place
But instead what it represented in her mind.
The storm is still strong and rageful inside her heart,
Her mind has just helped her grasp on to temporary shelter
As she gives her friend an adieu of bad blood
And a chance to change.
As for the boy?
She has forsaken him; turned her back for a while
And it might be hard and make the storm in her heart rage more and wreck her,
But it is for the best.
Sometimes you have to burn some bridges just to create some distance
And only then,
Will they realize
That they have missed the beauty in the eye of the storm.
Cause he never realized that a storm was raging on inside of her
Since she always found a way to keep him within the wall of the eye.
But the storm finally hit him
And it hit hard.
She exploded maybe even.
Tornados of her insults and frustration and anger flying everywhere.
The storm begins to move on for now
But she will distance herself from him
That he may realize he perhaps misses the storm
Once the rainbow shines a lie of forgiveness and that all is good.