As a tear rolled down her soft, sensetive cheek.
I felt her pain, It ran through me, the most harsh yet so soft and lovable feeling I had ever felt.
I just wanted to hold her, to hold her so tight that nothing could ever hurt her, ever again but i couldn't...
He was their
But he wasn't their for her.

So she just sat their,
all alone
hunched in a heap
yet she was still gorgeous.
That tear still sat there, so softly, so lovingly, so innocent, yet so dark and so empty. Just sitting there mocking me, mocking our friendship, mocking my mascalinity.
She left it their, as if she was hurting so much that there was no point trying to hide it, so she just left it there.
she left everything.
She was alone
she didnt have to be
i was there for her ...
Like I will always be.

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just so i didnt bottle it up, and cant realy talk as my best friend is her boyfriend, and the only person i reli can is her n i cant reli talk to her so
just 4t i would put it up her, nothing special like