You were sad today.
You were sitting right next to me in class and you were crying.
You cried silently and thought nobody noticed, but I did.
I remember on the second day of school I had a panic attack.
You threw a paper airplane at me with the words "are you okay?" on it.
I think of that day a lot.
I took a piece of paper from my notebook and folded it into an airplane.
I wrote the same words and threw it to you.
You looked at it for a second.
You put your head in your hands.
You took the airplane and crushed it.
You threw it in the trash and moved seats.
I was confused.
It wasn't until the next day when I had learned.
Your brother had passed away.
Your mom texted you during class.
I walked up to you and examined your face for a second.
Your eyes were puffy and swollen.
There were trails of tears left on your cheeks.
Your nose was red.
I said nothing and gave you hug.
I didn't care if this was a rushed or bad idea.
It felt right.
You didn't move at first.
Then, you hugged me back and cried into my shoulder.
I rubbed circles on your back because you told me once, that I made you feel better.
You smiled and said "You remembered."
I replied back "and I'll never forget."
YOU ARE READING
Not Worth Reading
PoetryI'm not exactly sure if you would call this poetry. It's basically just me word-vomiting my feelings.