by Savannah Jun 8, 2008
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
She stumbled into the room, wiping her eyes, trying not to draw attention, but she did anyway. She walked on, the blood driping form her face. Here's your chance all eyes on you. He walked forward taking her in his hands, showing her the way. He wiped her tears with his warm fingers, letting her know it was alright. |