Helena

I see you standing in front of me. I thought you’re gonna slap me in the arm, but I was all wrong.

You just literally cried in front of me. Your brown cheeks suddenly became wet, as big bites of tears are free-flowing. You got a hard time of breathing, for lots of mucus are blocking your nostrils. Your breathing is abnormal. Every inch of you is wrecked. You seemed to be inhumane, as you lost all your sense of living.

I don’t know what happened. I don’t know what to do. I just let you attach yourself to me- making my shoulders wet, and my heart well damaged.

You said he left you. It was no surprise for me. Recently, I have been the recipient of your efforts: your cake for your special day that was supposed to be eaten by the two of you, your act of shaking pom-poms because he didn’t showed up to you during his basketball game so you went to my own game instead, your poem that is verbatim to what you are feeling for her but time is so silly that the boy can’t even appreciate it. During those times, I really appreciated you, as a person. I don’t really know why he can’t appreciate you like the way I do, but being quiet is the best thing I can do for the meantime.

Now that you are here, being broken by the fact that the meaning of your life suddenly left you out, I want to give you the warmest of my hugs- as warm as the torchlight that you gave me. Don’t cry. You didn’t lost everything. You have me. You still got me.

After you cry, I’m gonna run my thumbs to your cheeks. I’m gonna press those fluffy cheeks with my tender force. I’m gonna stretch out your lips. I’m gonna force you to smile. I’m gonna make you smile. I’ll help you stand. I’ll help you to start anew.

Continue to walk. It is not yet the end. You may lost a meaning to your life, but life can have a lot of meanings as it could. Continue searching for that meaning, until you realize that one of those is the one who lend you a body for you to cry and lean on.