It pains me to see that she is not doing well. It gets to you cause you know she needed you she needed help and yet you are so helpless.
It hurts to know that she is not happy. That she is struggling like how you struggle in life. It pains you that you guys are fighting a different battle.
Is being there for each other enough? Why do I feel like I should be doing more to help her? She is trapped.
In my dreams, we would have an apartment together. We would be living in it together and feel safe from the cruel world. And it would just be the two of us.
Apparently, it's only a dream. In this cruel world, some dreams are not meant to come true.
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PoetryStories and feelings that i bottle up inside that i never told a soul . Raw unedited feelings . A place to escape from the prison that is in my head. A place to share my thoughts that no one cares to listen to . Somehow has become a person to confid...
