4d
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
He asks
It's because I want to hug him and tell him he's so so lovable
And that he is a boy
But I can't
"I'm happy you're writing again, but I'm sad for you"
I say
I want to cry for him
Take all the hurt
And I know that's crazy
Either way I can't
And I won't
The bad side of caring so much I suppose
He asks
It's because I want to hug him and tell him he's so so lovable
And that he is a boy
But I can't
"I'm happy you're writing again, but I'm sad for you"
I say
I want to cry for him
Take all the hurt
And I know that's crazy
Either way I can't
And I won't
The bad side of caring so much I suppose
I want to cry for other people often. This moment today though was hard because I felt so helpless. I couldn't do anything to stop the pain. And it's not even socially acceptable to randomly hug people, so that wasn't there either. I don't know, but when it comes to my friends and loved ones I tend to be like this.
(13/F/NJ/silently screaming)
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