She thinks I hate her.
She feels the very same.
But she doesn't know.
Seeing her smile brightens my day.
Seeing her cry makes me want to die.
Hearing her laugh makes me the happiest person alive.
Hearing her silence scares me.
Watching her go through so much pain kills me.
Knowing she will probably never be as happy as she once was numbs me and so much more than words can tell.
Her medical problems makes me wish I could take her pain.
I just wish my love for her was clear and could make her see she's not alone.
