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Depression


When I looked at you,

You appeared as a gentle,                      "Loving

Person.

 

First impressions were

Important to me, and                               you

Made it so easy to be comfortable.

 

The conversations weren't forced, I         was

So joyful and safe with you.

 

You knew all my secrets and made

Me unashamed of them. To you,              the

Past didn't seem to matter.

 

But soon, things changed. You never

Seemed interested or supportive.             most

Of all, you were unhappy.

 

 

You face didn't light up, Your                 exquisite

Eyes were now empty.

 

The secrets we once shared no longer

Brought us together. You would              form

your sentences with carelessness.

 

I noticed more bruises and dried blood.   of

Course I was worried. But I was too

afraid to approach you.

 

Instead, I gave you the space I thought

You needed. & God, I prayed that one

Day you would realize your own              self

Worth.

 

The days grew longer without you.

I, as well, became empty. There was no

Beauty left in the world,

Everywhere I looked I saw                      destruction."

Because in my world,

You held everything together.         

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