So often found in the strangest of places
Reminds us why
Living can be both melancholy and euphoric.
Cried in the kitchen
As he barked through the phone,
Twisting words and blaming her
For things she had not done.
He said in the speaker,
Spitting out the word as
If it were vile on his angry tongue.
“I thought that you cared about
She broke on the inside, and
A crack appeared in the facade
She had created for him.
This fake version of herself built only to-
Her voice trembled, caught in throat.
“Don’t yell at me” The heart
Residing in her breast drummed,
Uncomfortably fast and persistent.
Was the demon in her head,
Convincing the lungs to expand
And contract with rapidity.
Air thinning, patience thinning.
Clawed in her chest, weighing
Down every breath and
Blackening the edges of tear blurred vision
With doubt and fear.
The boy was right. Maybe
He was telling the truth. Maybe
He was doing this purely
Out of love for
Eyes shut as the phone tumbled
To the hard gleaming tile. She needed
Air. She needed it to stop. She needed
Support. She needed-
She had almost forgotten about him.
This other boy sitting close by,
Perceptive to the situation,
But willing to let her conquer it.
Her best friend.
With the girl, he took her hands,
And placed their foreheads together.
She shook, he sobbed,
They made it through, because he reminded her to
Pain leaked from her eyes
As he gingerly placed the girl on a couch,
Wrapping her in a blanket
She stammered to the boy.
“I never wanted anyone to see
Me this way.” He housed her in
His carpenter arms.
And compassion flooded the boy’s eyes
And drifted down his soft cheeks, as he spoke
To the broken girl. “This will never change
The way I love you. You are so
To battle something so debilitating.
If anything, seeing you like this
Makes me love you even more.
You are safe. You are with
And I will protect you from
Manipulation until my
Dying day. You can be yourself with
Me, and not be scared
In the situation taught
the girl what true love was.
It wasn;t manipulation,
but rather, blissful acceptance.