I said, I love you. Your silence was deafening. I kept saying shh, shh, shh. You can't make this promise, you can't betray your heart. I die that night. Shh.
she hides under her bed and cries herself to sleep, she wants a happy life, but she hides what she needs, though to many she may be joyous and as many friends she has, she still needs someone close which she clearly never had