they say love is
butterflies in your stomach,
fluttering heart when you see him,
smiling uncontrollably for no reason,
feeling safe in his arms

but today i witnessed her break down,
wailing out loud uncontrollably,
her shoulders shaking from sobbing so hard,
lips quivering with effort to stop crying

the light that was once in her eyes dimmed
now replaced with the look of utter betrayal
of all the lies and broken promises.
she speaks of suicide
in such a broken tone i never heard before
it scares me

it's hard to believe
the now tear-stained cheeks
were once glowing radiantly
it breaks my heart
to see the once cheerful girl
being shattered into pieces

tonight is one of those nights
where the music isn't loud enough
to drown out your noisy thoughts;
where even your favourite book
doesn't bring you comfort

tonight is one of those nights
that i'm fighting to stay afloat,
but i am drowning deeper and deeper
and i long to breathe

in a crowded hallway,
i dropped my books
you picked them up for me
and i said "thanks"
that's how we met

by chance or fate
we'd bump into each other frequently
and we started to greet each other with a smile
we exchanged numbers
and started hanging out together
that's how we became close

one day, at 2am
we were laying under the stars
and laughing at something one of us said
you suddenly turned to look at me,
with admiration reflecting in your eyes
that's how i know you loved me

two months later
we were sitting on a park bench
i said "i love you"
but instead of saying it back
you turned away
and that's when i knew i lost you

when you look at a crowd of people,
please take notice of the girl standing quietly by the side
you will see her smiling as the others are having fun

if you look closely enough
you will see the sadness reflecting in her eyes,
the trembling smile that threatens to drop
but before you can catch another glimpse of her falter,
you will see that she has already regained her composure
and for a moment you might think
"my eyes are playing tricks on me"
that she is fine and happy

if you look closely enough
you might just see the truth
you might just hear all the unspoken words;
the silent plea to be understood