I write this with a heavy heart.
Some events in life are only supposed to be experienced, but does that mean they shouldn't be spoken of?
That evening, being emotionally beaten, we talked.
That evening, I saw you let your guard down. I saw your vulnerability. It broke me.
I've never noticed how much I rely on your strength, your smile and your presence - to carry on with my days.
Seeing you weak wrenched my heart.
How can I carry on without you?
Helpless. I couldn't, still can't, do anything to take the pain away.
I tried.
You said "Just be there for me".
I bit my inner cheek, containing the flood of tears, blinked a few times.
I didn't say anything, but my eyes begged to you, "How do I carry on life without you?".
We are made of walls of glass, side by side, supporting each other.
If you're gone, I'll try not to crash and smash into a million pieces.
I'll stay. I'll stay strong for both of us.
©aishaxm
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