You have this smile. This smile that always sits on your full lips. Yet when the presence of an other soul disappears so does that smile. People say that your eyes gleam with something special, but I can see the thin layer of tears that create the illusion of joy. You always stand so straight but I know you crumble to the floor when you're alone. I know you sit on that rooftop wishing someone was there to hold you.Yet only the wind is there to wrap itself around you.  Theres no one. No one will ever love you. No one will ever care for you the way you dream of.  I can hear those awful words that you let float through your ears. I'm here. No where you can see, but I'm here.