I promise I noticed…
the way scratches were tattooed on your arms
the way you laughed and smiled when you wanted to cry
the way you joked around just to cover up the deep well of sadness inside of you
the way you were hurting so badly
the way you tried to breathe when you couldn't
the way you covered it up because, you knew i would freak out
the way you hated every second of your life
the way you tried to make others feel better just to ignore what you felt
while i promise i noticed, i think i noticed too late
after you spent countless nights crying, hoping someone would notice
and while i would like to say that i helped you
healed your broken heart, wrapped my arms around you, softening the wounds
it took you to come up to me with your arms lay out in a silent prayer
hoping that i could help, i could only wish that you wouldn’t fall to the ground
but i’d be lying
i let you suffer
i buried my head in the sand and ignored your blantant pleas
i saw you suffering but i just added it to my mental list of observations
what was i to do
except try to mend your broken heart
and build you a ladder
so you could climb out of your pain and suffering
because thats what friends are supposed to do
but i guess im just not a good one
until the next my next wave of motivation
Aaisha
𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼
(don’t judge the cover picture)
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