There are days life feels like a story And I'm not the main character Just support The one with the ideal life, but who is, for no reason, just as ******* up as she. But I'm not important here. This is hers. I've watched her parents ignore her, and I've watched her fall in love. I've watched her cry and laugh and scream. I've seen her at her best and worst. I saw her love leave her, and she smiled. And that hurt. Because I'm the support, and I can't solve her problems. All I can do is watch her pain with a look of concern, and hope That She Finds Her Happy Ending.
I think this would make her happy. But I can't even make myself give it to her.