Short Stories🍁

how he loved her

"She always seemed to good for me and that had nothing to do with how she looked. She always put three sugar cubes in her coffee because she couldn't stand the bitter taste alone and she often smelled like lavender because once she read somewhere that lavender made people happier, and she liked to see people around her smile. She laughed so hard during funny movies that sometimes tears would come to her eyes, and she cried so much during sad movies that the tears lasted longer than the end credits.
I never understood how anyone who spent her time making cookies just to brighten others day could hate her self so much, but she did quiet passionately. The only person I ever heard say a single bad thing about her, was her. I tried to get her see what I saw, that she was lovely, amazing and utterly intimidating, but that always ended in a stew of self insults. So I just held her hands. You have to do it for the people you love right? Let them fight their own battles, even if it breaks your heart right in two."