What I Carry-Better Version

             What I Carry

What do I carry?

I carry what I need for each day.
On school days I carry my two huge, double ringed, yellow binders, pens, pencil, a graphing calculator, my school planner, my blue ringed folder, note cards, loose leaf  paper, a ruler, sticky notes, text books, my science reference table, my USB drive on a necklace, and a copy of the book The Things They Carried  or whatever book my English teacher is making me read.

At almost all times I carry my piece-of-junk cell phone with the number written on the back, my iPod with the damaged headphone jack, my black leather jacket with the removable lining and hood for when it gets too hot, my beat-up old sneakers that have been doodled on a million times, a pair of my jeans, which is almost certain to be ripped at one of the knees, a tee shirt, my Casio calculator wrist-watch, and my gold class ring with my name inscribed on it.

I carry these things in my pockets, my pencil case, my backpack, on my person, and in my arms.

I also carry intangible things that are of great value to me.  

I carry my hopes, my dreams, my desires, my emotions, my reason, my logic, and my intellect.

Most importantly, I carry my love for her, even if she carries none for me, and even if I must continue to carry the heartache that she gave me.

I carry the knowledge that he isn't right for her and that he will break her heart once again, and throw it aside like trash.

And she and I both know that, when that day comes, I will be there to pick it up and mend her broken heart once again.