You were the strong one, You didn't cry or break, You stood up to bullies, And fought your own fights. Until you stopped. You cried alone but I saw. I saw you cry. I saw your mask slip. I want to know what happened. I want to help, But I won't push. Maybe you'll tell me next time.
About the same boy as my other love poems, I think I have a problem. √{°×°}√