or sign in with e-mail
by broken hearted Apr 12, 2010 category : Friendship, family / other
I'm the only the friend, Who stands there and watches her hurt, I see it all from a bird's eye view. How happy she seems, But I know better than the others. She can pretend she's not hurting, Pretend that he was just another guy, That she's fine with all this. But I can see the tear forming in her eye.She hides behind a smile and bright colored clothes. She creates a shield of friends around her, Making sure they're all facing away, So no one will see her cry.Yet I don't stand in the circle of friends around her. I'm far away, Watching from a distance, As none of them know how much she hurts.I could always confront her about him. But what good would that do, She would just try to make me join her other friends who think everything is fine. But I won't join. I won't ignore the pain I see.So I'll stand here for now and watch. Watch the tears that form. Watch the shadow wrap its arms around her. Welcoming her into depression.I sigh as I realize there's nothing I can do, But walk away, And go get my sniper. Then head off to kill that jack ass boy.