I looked at you, trying to see the glow in your eyes that you always have but I can't see it. I always look at you, silently, as you also silently project the smile that doesn't reach your ears. You don't seem to be the usual you. You're silent, or am I just overlooking? I don't know what has been running through your head or why are your eyelids swollen? You didn't tell me anything or didn't I ask you, too?
Maybe, you don't still have the courage to tell me but I am waiting. Are you afraid that people, worse, will invalidate you? But hey, what are friends for? I know the fear of being misunderstood but maybe, what we really need is to be heard. No matter how they interpret it, we only need to be heard and to speak.
I'm worried as I stare at you. I'm always here. I'm always willing to listen and I'm sorry if I can't understand your struggle. My ears are all I can offer. Let's get through it all together!
Love,
Patiently waiting for your words