I put on a smile so my pain doesn’t show through. No matter what people say, they don’t know what it feels like to go through with what I go through. “I get it/understand/etc,” it gets overrated after while. What I’m asking is not for people to go through what I go through or to know what it feels like, but to be there when I fall, to comfort me, to wipe my tears away.
You think it won’t be a regret; that everything will be fine in the end. Like it never happened. Everything was fine in the beginning then things started becoming the way that you wanted to avoid. As each day passed, you two became more distant. You ever wished that you said it sooner or never said it at all.
