bittersweet melancholy

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   You stare at your feet, while the voices they speak.
   They spew their noise and play with their toys. Like the children they started from.
Old habits die hard.

You Brush your jet black hair behind your ear.
You don't notice but I see you, I'm there.
   I see you whenever you pick at the tip of you fingertips.
   I see you when you slip into the chaos of the anxiety in your mind.
  I notice when your eyes fade to a shade grey, when your view of the world simply starts to decay.
  I watch all that pain slip away when your favorite song plays.
  And I hope that one day you'll see a face that brings you to the place in your brain where are the pain fades like when that song plays.
   I hope that on that day you break the walls that you've made from the hate that you face every single day.
       I pray to the sky to see that day.

  Though, for now it's okay to smile through the the ace to simply disintegrate.  It's okay.
   I know that sounds fake. All you ever her them say is it'll be okay. Though, for today we're all waiting for the end of the pain, the heartbreak, and the shame.

That they say is near, that they promise appears.
  Just know that if that day never came I'm there to help you face every bad day.   
      Say the words and I'll be here to catch all your tears.

I promise you Darling, I'm here for the win, right beside you through thick and thin.

That's forever because I'm your best fri your friend without the end.

  Pitching a tent with a punk, melancholy kid; ever so bittersweet.

I love you my bestie from my head to my feet. <3

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