Winter's Whisper

Everything

*Him*

I told her everything.

Everything from when I first saw her.

Sitting by herself
quietly in peace.

When I bumped into her.

How nervous I was.
Blubbering and shaking.

How I felt afterwards.

Warm, and
at peace.
But in pieces.

How I dealt with it.

At school.
At home.
Out in the streets.
In my conscience.

She told me
everything.

About when she first saw me.
"You were with your football friends. You looked uncomfortable. I knew you were, I wanted to take you away, but I was so shy and I don't have the confidence,"

About when we bumped into each other.

"Brother asked me afterwards if I was okay, I said it wasn't a big deal, but in reality, I felt unhinged by it. I didn't want that to be the last time we met. I wanted to see you again. I wanted to get to understand you better."

About her thoughts.
"I wanted to find out why you became so closed."

"And then I realized it was because of me."

I begin to apologize and tell her it wasn't her fault.

"It was, I knew it was. You were so worried about me, when I went to your school. I didn't even notice. I always thought no one there worried about if, if I were to ever come back to school the next day."

As she told me that, my chest burned and I wanted to take that wretched feeling away from her.

"You knew that, and wanted to fix it for me. But I never knew, so I never asked you about it. I never talked to you. Thanked you.

You tore yourself down, in order to protect me even when I was away. You wanted me to not have to feel those feelings, but instead you ended up feeling those feelings for me.

I never wanted you to have to go through that."

I look at her then.
At her bright face,
I never noticed how
bright her eyes were.

I never knew grey
can be so bright.

"I never wanted you to have to go through that," I say, hoping she can finally know.

"I know,
let me help you now."