The thruth. [ for you ]

three

I got out, better than how I got in. Much better. The bullying slowly stopped, and that was the moment I met you. The real you. So I was in the second year of middle school, high school how you want it to call. I became better. I became friends with you, closer, closer.. It was new for me. Since primary school I became so shy, scared of what people thought. Scared that they would tell other people about what I told them, and they started bullying again.

You learned me that I didn't had to care.
That I just needed to do, what I wanted to do.

And I'm you so, so, so, so thankfull for that.

- I didn't realized you were broken. -

We became closer, you trusting me, I trusting you. And we got this close, we hung out together a lot more. I wasn't used to it, but you made me.

Thank you

We've became so close lately, that one day you slept over by me. I was home alone that night and we were in the bathroom. That's the place you told me your story, and I was broken. I couldn't believe it.

You had, have depression, and I didn't noticed.

You cutted yourself, and I didn't fucking noticed.

I felt, feel guilty. I let you fall, like my friends used to let me fall. And I'm so sorry. I really am. I only thought about myself. And I'm so sorry.

That night, in the bathroom, I said. "Lets lay." You looked at me with a face that said 'what are you talking about, what do you mean.' I just went through my knees and laid on the floor, you followed me. We laid there, in the dark and cried. We cried almost litterly our eyes out.

And I'm so thankfull for that, that moments really light up my life.

Thank you.