it’s 12am

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it’s 12am again, and you’re pouring your heart out to me. i’m drowning, drowning in your anguish-filled eyes and your sorrow. i’m trying to clamber back up, looking frantically for a ledge i can grasp to pull myself up. wishing with all my heart that i can help you, that you’ll let me help you. and then you’re trying to brush your pain away, laughing through your tears. telling me it doesn’t matter, that our friendship’ll end anyway and all you dare to hope is for me to take your secrets to my grave. you turn away again and start putting a wall between us, saying i’m just going to leave you, like everyone else did.

and then you stop.

with a little shake of your head like you’ve realized something, you hurriedly wipe your tears away.

“i’m fine.”

sometimes you then switch the topic so quickly i have to wonder if i’m talking to a whole different person.

other times you just up and leave. leaving me stranded and alone in the dust of your wake.

i see how you pretend all is well, but your facade’s cracking, my dear.

i guess what i’m trying to say is that i’m here.

for you,

i’ll always be here.

//

ahhh school postings are this week yike. i’m a little scared, a little relieved it’s finally happening, and very, very nervous.

i guess i’m just praying really hard that i’ll get into a good school. if any.

ah well.

hope you liked this 🙂

have a great day y’all x

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