I asked if she was ok and she laughed a little to hard and smiled a little to big and told me she was and in that moment I realized she wasn't at all.
I asked her if she was ok and she wrote me a poem titled "Happiness" and she held my hand to tight while I read it and her smile strained. And I frowned because she didn't answer me.
I asked her if she was ok and she didn't reply so I went to her house and I found her on the bathroom floor covered in blood and broken memory and I held her and all the god damn words in the world couldn't save her in that moment.
My friend asked if I was ok and I closed my eyes to think about it and I opened them once more and I smile at her but don't speak because there are no words and she nods but I see doubt in her eyes.
