I just never forgot about you.

I become quiet
                                       when it comes to
                                                              ­             talking about my feelings.

Needing some time to get the mask on.




                                                         ­                                           "I'm fine"

You don't want my answer.

Because then it would mean you failed,
of protecting me
from you.

Not here
                                        Not even here
                                                            ­                   And definitely not here

Will I find things worth living for.

Sun shinning,
wind blowing softly.

People dancing,
laughing loudly.

I smile,
but deep down
I don't.

This day means so much more,
than just celebrating.

Exactly a year ago,
we became friends.

For the first time, I had someone to talk too.
Someone who understood.

Who saw death like a friend.
But both knew that was ****** up.

You embraced it.
I didn't

Now I am standing her smiling with someone else.

It's been a year,
but I still remember.

Seriously what do I need to do.
When will you ******* accept.

That I'm not okay.
For years.

When will you really look at me.
And not turn your back to the truth.

Are you that blind.
Or don't you want to see it.

I know how you will finally hear me.
But I made a promise.