When you watch someone you love get hurt, you just stand there........ But look what really happens....
This is about Emma
I told her it was OK, she shouldn't cry too much. She should stand up. I said that a while ago and there she is laughing like I'm not even sick, on a freaking hospital bed, which might be my death bed I smile as I see her chatting with the nurse over there, but..... It's a bit sad...... Such loud giggles, it seems they are even louder than when we used to hang out..... What I don't get is why she would laugh so hard for tears to fall.......
The other girl's POV
I'm here, laughing my loudest so she can feel that I listened to her. The nurse is sympathizing with me in a call way and I have been told several times to stop the noise.
I've never been so fake my whole life. I've never, at the same time held tears this long. I laugh continues to exo through the room as I see her smile from my side vision, I lose it. My act falls completely and tears stream down my eyes as my laugh grew louder. I try cover my sobs with loud fake laughs.
Why is she making do this? I'm dying over here....
Emma's POV
I guess she is truly happy..... But.... Why can't my own tears stop flowing? Why can't I be happy that she is smiling..... Even though it's not with me
YOU ARE READING
Beauty Behind My Madness
PoetryAnd a little taste of mind games.... 'Oh what a manipulator' I'd congratulate.... "Cause no one can do it like me" I'd say. ❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄ Well..... My poetry book..... If you dare please go ahead.... Oh but please watch your head.... 🌹
