Cry.

Today was a good day, I managed to get through it even with the massive amount of work expected of me, the morning was great, even class was midly enjoyable, I got grades back of which I was to be proud of and I felt happy just to be with my freinds. Yet today has been turned into a shit day in one phone call.

I've tried everything I know. I've always been able to help and comfort you, always been able to turn your mood around, cheer you up, lift up your chin and wipe away the tears. But now I can't for some reason. I hate listening to you cry on the phone, I almost teared up as well. I want nothing more than to be able to comfort you, if I could no matter what time or place. I'd come to see you.  It depresses me every time I think of you, every time I hear from you. When your heart breaks, I feel a fracture in mine. Even though I don't know what's causing your pain, when you feel it, I feel it too.

~That dream which I told you about, the one that seemed so real, the one where nothing unbelievable happened, everything was as possible as they are in this world..

Don't make it a reality, because I couldn't bear to watch my nightmares unfold as they did on that night~