Words We Cannot Speak

Thank you

I thought that if you didn't know you could still view me in the same way,
I thought that what I was feeling was unnatural, weird.
I thought that no one could ever understand me,
I thought that you would feel that we couldn't talk normally.
I thought that telling you would be too hard to say.

I was wrong.

Now I feel like a small weight has been lifted from my shoulders,
Now I realise that you were noticing and did care.
Now I might find everyone less irritating.
Now I promise to have the confidence to speak up.
Now I might get the help I desperately need.
Now I will talk before things plummet again.
Now all that's left to say is 'thank you'.
I didn't give you enough credit and I am sorry.
I realise that you've all been here all a long, it's just taking time to see it.
Thank you for listening and not always speaking. Thank you.

This poem is dedicated to some of my closest friends: Elena who makes me laugh when I am not supposed to be but knows me better than I know myself.
Also to Lydia who happens to give the best hugs, have the cutest hairstyles and be the girl who I spent all of 3 years wishing I was friends with.
To Chloe who may not even read my poems this far in but deserves way better than what her friend has done to her :) I love you all.
-holly boyd