Love // Thought

Secrets for E.R & I

Secretly; I think he knew

He knew of the sleepless nights

The ephemeral scars

Of the panic attacks

And crying, God awful crying

He knew he could help

But he didn't want to care about

Anyone, anymore

So he's sit there, watching her

Telling her "you looked depressed"

And her laughing it off

But they were the only ones who knew