I was walking away
Staying for an extra second
Before I turned the corner
Slowing my pace
To see your face
For just a second
You saw me
I took my step
Turned the corner
You said "hey, it's m/n!" (a/n- 'm/n'= my name)
I took another step
But stopped
You repeated my name
I stopped and waited for you
Knowing that you'd run to me
You came down
In a funny voice I couldn't
Understand
You held out your fist
Fist bump
Fists touch
You leave
Back up the stairs
"Speak English next time,"
I call up to him
"Okay, I will!" He called back
And for a moment
I was happy
Real happiness
I couldn't stop thinking
About you
All the things you've done
In the past few days
To make me smile
To make me laugh
I smiled to myself
At the moment
That one small
Interaction
You practically
Wiped away my
Depression
I felt better
From that moment
'Til now
I'm still happy
But that whole day
I was depressed
Really depressed
I almost cried
I didn't know what was happening
To me
I was the most depressed
Since
F o r e v e r
I've been
For a week or two, now
Whenever I was with you I would smile
Be happy
Except today
I was too depressed
It was painful
To smile
Fake
But now that I think of it
The happiness is
Wearing off
Disappearing
I'm sorry
I'm too tired of this
YOU ARE READING
Broken
PoetryA true diary... It's about my life. My stupid shitty life. The pain and misery, loneliness and depression. In real time. Real things that happen to me and real feelings and thoughts.