Late Night Thoughts

August 12, 2014 - Sad Angel Man

August 12, 2014 - 3:33am

This boy, this man, this angel, is the best person I've ever known. He has flaws, he has his own issues that get played out in everyday life, but he puts everyone before himself. No matter who they are, he is overly nice. No one can ever do wrong in his eyes, he treats women with respect as they always should be treated, he is the object of affection for many but he may not even realize how amazing he is.

He is the love of my life, and I never ever want to see him get hurt. I couldn't bear to stand the sad look in his eyes when he says he's okay, but you know he's not. When he looks like he'll cry, I must turn away, I can't look at him like that. It saddens me right to my core, every fiber of my being is feeling what he feels, and I cannot be there for both of us if I am equally as torn as he.

He shouldn't be sad, he shouldn't be nice to the people of this world only to be humiliated in return, he should be smiling and laughing like he used to. He deserves the world, but no one can give it to him. He should be happy.

He tells me he is, he tries so hard to make me believe, but I see through his eyes, it goes straight to his broken heart.

I feel so sad for him, I feel there is literally nothing in this world I can do to make him happy. Oh God, how I wish there was. I wish I could hold him until his heart starts to heal, I wish I could kiss his lips while mumbling soft words of reassurance, I wish all the people who have hurt him become damaged and broken, then they will finally see his pain.

He, or anyone else for that matter, should never be able to go through this sort of twisted torment. He should live a good life, with people who care as much as he does. He should be around so many good things that he'll forget all about these stupid little things.

He is sensitive, he is fragile, he is broken. And I cannot fix him.

Knowing that makes me as sad as he is.