You are such a ridiculously beautiful person. Whenever I'm around you, I light up from the inside. No one else has ever been able to do that to me.
I know you're not sure of yourself, but stay on the path you're on; it's leading you in the right direction. I wish I could have you in my life, but I'm content to watch from the sidelines as long as you're happy. And I really hope that you are. It's probably obvious by now, but I still love you. Part of me always will.
♡
I've finally decided.
He isn't happy and healthy, or at least he doesn't seem it. I can see it in his forced, weak smiles he gives to his friends jokes that used to light up his whole face. I can see it in the way in class he sits alone, slumped over and unresponsive. Tired.
I can see in in his face, sunken and hollow.
I can hear it in his voice, gritty and faint.
I see him, and instead of wanting to share my world with him, like before-
I just want to hold him, protect him like a child, to reassure him like a good friend.
I hope he finds love.
I hope he has somebody, and it doesn't need to be me. Perhaps it's better if it's not.
Get better, I'll be watching.
