The Places I've Cried in Public

by Holly Bourne

Girls cry on park benches. Girls cry in train station waiting-rooms. They cry on the dance floor of clubs. Girls cry at the bus stop. Girls cry at the back of lessons. They sit on the pavement and cry on cold concrete at two a.m., their shoes held in their hands. Girls cry in school bathrooms. Girls cry on bridges. They cry on the stairs of house parties.

because, whenever someone cries in full view of the public, they’re clearly not okay.

I’m grieving for the me I was before I met you.

Because we always make the girls the villains rather than the victims.