Raindrops

"Watch the rain.." I had told the boy with the shattered heart and crestfallen dreams that laid lifeless alongside me. However, the painful silence continued, as I desperately looked into his soft grey orbs in hope of any reaction, yet his vision just kept fixated the same way it has been ever since he had stopped speaking. Far. Much too far away from here, much too far away from my filthy rooftop which I had tried my best to turn into a beautiful escape for him and even further from his crappy small apartment a few streets down, much too far. But of all things I could feel his presence being furthest away from me. All this time I had been wrapped up in my pathetic small world where I thought cleaning up my rooftop and getting small marshmallows from Sainsbury's will make him happy, but tonight I had seen a side of him I had never imagined he even had. I saw him hurting.